In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery..... It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Coleridge wasn’t much of a poet...he couldn’t even spell “Rime” correctly ;-)