[01:02.25]By a route obscure and lonely,
[01:17.58]Haunted by ill angels only,
[01:33.95]Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
[01:49.47]On a black throne reigns upright,
[02:02.78]I have reached these lands but newly
[02:08.86]From an ultimate dim Thule-
[02:17.96]From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
[02:25.42]Out of SPACE-out of TIME.
[03:17.20]Bottomless vales and boundless floods,
[03:23.70]And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,
[03:30.64]With forms that no man can discover
[03:39.83]For the tears that drip all over;
[03:46.35]Mountains toppling evermore
[03:51.00]Into seas without a shore;
[04:01.69]Seas that restlessly aspire,
[04:06.25]Surging, unto skies of fire;
[04:16.95]Lakes that endlessly outspread
[04:21.73]Their lone waters-lone and dead,-
[04:32.39]Their still waters-still and chilly
[04:38.98]With the snows of the lolling.
[05:30.43]By the lakes that thus outspread
[05:36.10]Their lone waters, lone and dead,-
[05:43.68]Their sad waters, sad and chilly
[05:51.22]With the snows of the lolling lily,-
[05:58.98]By the mountains-near the river
[06:06.55]Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,-
[06:14.34]By the grey woods,-by the swamp
[06:21.78]Where the toad and the newt encamp-
[06:31.92]By the dismal tarns and pools
[06:36.52]Where dwell the Ghouls,-
[06:44.94]By each spot the most unholy-
[06:52.34]In each nook most melancholy-
[07:02.15]There the traveller meets aghast
[07:07.49]Sheeted Memories of the Past-
[07:16.73]Shrouded forms that start and sigh
[07:24.75]As they pass the wanderer by-
[07:32.40]White-robed forms of friends long given,
[07:46.20]In agony, to the Earth-and Heaven.
[09:11.42]For the heart whose woes are legion
[09:19.70]'Tis a peaceful, soothing region-
[09:26.58]For the spirit that walks in shadow
[09:34.28]'Tis-oh, 'tis an Eldorado!
[09:42.25]But the traveller, travelling through it,
[09:48.88]May not-dare not openly view it!
[09:56.64]Never its mysteries are exposed
[10:04.73]To the weak human eye unclosed;
[10:11.92]So wills its King, who hath forbid
[10:20.00]The uplifting of the fringed lid;
[10:27.30]And thus the sad Soul that here passes
[10:34.90]Beholds it but through darkened glasses.
[11:28.60]By a route obscure and lonely,
[11:45.50]Haunted by ill angels only,
[11:58.97]Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
[12:12.42]On a black throne reigns upright,
[12:30.45]I have wandered home but newly
[12:42.73]From this ultimate dim Thule
[12:57.60]I feel wonderfull.