That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.

last stanza of Kubla Khan - Samuel Taylor Coleridge

me: (who's priapus?)
wayne: basically a deified phallus.
me: there's one of those in hinduism too... hmmm, maybe we need one... i nominate greg. (i never wrote that...)

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