"Weave a circle round and round him thrice … and drunk the Milk of Paradise" -----Explain (Kubla Khan)
With these quoted lines Samuel.Taylor. Coleridge poem's Kubla Khan comes to end of stanza 3, lines 51- 54.Here in this poem, the speaker calls up a strange spirit.
This weaving circle round him thrice brings to mind the idea of ritual for us and that 'Holy dread' reinforces it. There is certainly sometimes Holy or Scared about this poem. The poet who can recreate his visions is one to be revered in rituals. The final two lines- my poor hero's epithet- express in my opinion and the awe. We can feel before the works of great artists, poets and musicians. Heaven is occasionally attained in art by those blessed artists who have "drunk the Milk of Paradise ''- and when it leaves us in a slightly dazed state, not quite sure when we are anymore. As a final thought, I shall say that I think the last lines of the poem are akin in the tone to those of Keats's Ode to the Nightingale, "Fled is that music: Do I wake or sleep".
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