Alef:
It is indeed a stately pleasure-dome:
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.
(Or TWO domes to be exact)
Now that's a perfect lead up line for me to plug my parody "Carla Sian"