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Dream-land | Poems by Edgar Allan Poe · Ririro.com - Poetry

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  Speaker 1: By a route obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels,
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  Speaker 1: only where Nidolan named Knight on a black throne reigns upright.
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  Speaker 1: I have reached these lands, but newly from an ultimate
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  Speaker 1: dim thulie, from a wild, weird clime that lieth sublime,
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  Speaker 1: out of space, out of time, bottomless vales and boundless
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  Speaker 1: floods and chasms and caves and Titchian woods with forms
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  Speaker 1: that no man can discover. For the dews that drip
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  Speaker 1: all over mountains, toppling evermore into seas without a shore,
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  Speaker 1: Sees that restlessly aspire, surging unto skies of fire, Lakes
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  Speaker 1: that endlessly outspread their lone waters, lone and dead, their
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  Speaker 1: still waters, still and chilly with the snows of the
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  Speaker 1: lolling lily. But the lakes that thus outspread their lone waters,
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  Speaker 1: lone and dead, their sad waters, sad and chilly with
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  Speaker 1: the snows of the lolling lily. By the mountains near
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  Speaker 1: the river, murmuring lowly, murmuring ever by the gray woods,
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  Speaker 1: by the swamp where the toad and the Newton camp,
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  Speaker 1: by the dismal tarns and pools where dwell the ghouls,
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  Speaker 1: by each spot the most unholy, in each nook most melancholy.
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  Speaker 1: There the traveler meets aghast, sheeted memories of the past,
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  Speaker 1: shrouded forms that start and sigh as they pass the
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  Speaker 1: wanderer by white robed forms of friends long given in
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  Speaker 1: agony to Earth and heaven. For the heart whose woes
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  Speaker 1: are legion, tis a peaceful, soothing region. For the spirit
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  Speaker 1: that walks in shadow tis oh tis an el dorado.
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  Speaker 1: But the traveler traveling through it may not dare not
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  Speaker 1: openly view it. Never, its mysteries are exposed to the
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  Speaker 1: weak human eye unclosed, so wills its king, who hath
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  Speaker 1: forbid the uplifting of the fringed lid. And thus the
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  Speaker 1: sad soul that here glasses beholds it but through darkened glasses,
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  Speaker 1: by a root obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels.
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  Speaker 1: Only where an idolin named Knight on a black throne
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  Speaker 1: reigns upright. I have wandered home, but newly from this
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  Speaker 1: ultimate dim Tholey, eighteen forty four.