Samuel Taylor Coleridge,
Christabel; Kubla Khan; The Pains of Sleep
(1816)
“ By tairn and rill, The night-birds all that hour were still. But now they are jubilant anew, From cliff and tower, tu—-whoo! tu—whoo! Tu—whoo! tu—whoo! from wood and fell! And see! the lady Christabel Gathers herself from out her trance; Her limbs relax, her countenance Grows sad and soft; the smooth thin lids Close o'er her eyes; and tears she sheds— Large tears that leave the lashes bright! ”
