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 By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named Night, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule--- From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of Space---out of Time. Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, With forms that no man can discover For the dews that drip all over; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore; Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters---lone and dead,--- Their still waters---still and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily. By the lakes that thus outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead,--- Their sad waters, sad and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily,--- By the mountains---near the river Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,--- By the gray woods,---by the swamp Where the toad and the newt encamp,--- By the dismal tarns and pools Where dwell the Ghouls,--- By each spot the most unholy--- In each nook most melancholy,--- There the traveller meets aghast Sheeted Memories of the Past--- Shrouded forms that start and sigh As they pass the wanderer by--- White-robed forms of friends long given In agony, to the Earth---and Heaven. For the heart whose woes are legion 'Tis a peaceful, soothing region--- For the spirit that walks in shadow 'Tis---oh, 'tis an Eldorado! But the traveller, travelling through it, May not---dare not openly view it; Never its mysteries are exposed To the weak human eye unclosed; So wills its King, who hath forbid The uplifting of the fringed lid; And thus the sad Soul that here passes Beholds it but through darkened glasses. By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named Night, On a black throne reigns upright, I have wandered home but newly From this ultimate dim Thule.  |
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