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By a route obscure and lonely, |
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Haunted by ill angels only, |
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Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, |
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On a black throne reigns upright, |
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I have reached these lands but newly |
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From an ultimate dim Thule, - |
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From a wild clime that lieth, sublime, |
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Out of SPACE - out of TIME. |
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Bottomless vales and boundless floods, |
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And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, |
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With forms that no man can discover |
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For the tears that drip all over; |
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Mountains toppling evermore |
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Into seas without a shore; |
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Seas that restlessly aspire, |
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Surging, unto skies of fire; |
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Lakes that endlessly outspread |
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Their lone waters - lone and dead, - |
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Their still waters - still and chilly |
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With the snows of the lolling lily. |
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By the lakes that thus outspread |
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Their lone waters, lone and dead, - |
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Their sad waters, sad and chilly |
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With the snows of the lolling lily, - |
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By the mountains - near the river |
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Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever, - |
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By the grey woods, - by the swamp |
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Where the toad and the newt encamp - |
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By the dismal tarns and pools |
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Where dwell the Ghouls, - |
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By each spot the most unholy - |
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In each nook most melancholy - |
| [03:15.77] |
There the traveller meets aghast |
| [03:20.20] |
Sheeted memories of the Past - |
| [03:25.08] |
Shrouded forms that start and sigh |
| [03:30.93] |
As they pass the wanderer by - |
| [03:35.94] |
White-robed forms of friends long given, |
| [03:40.80] |
In agony, to the Earth - and Heaven. |
| [03:47.17] |
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For the heart whose woes are legion |
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'Tis a peaceful, soothing region - |
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For the spirit that walks in shadow |
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'Tis - oh, 'tis an Eldorado! |
| [04:19.50] |
But the traveller, travelling through it, |
| [04:23.90] |
May not - dare not openly view it! |
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Never its mysteries are exposed |
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To the weak human eye unclosed; |
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So wills its King, who hath forbid |
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The uplifting of the fringed lid; |
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And thus the sad Soul that here passes |
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Beholds it but through darkened glasses. |
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|
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By a route obscure and lonely, |
| [05:17.23] |
Haunted by ill angels only, |
| [05:22.99] |
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, |
| [05:27.95] |
On a black throne reigns upright, |
| [05:33.51] |
I have wandered home but newly |
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From this ultimate dim Thule. |
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