[00:25.74]By a route obscure and lonely,[00:30.67]Haunted by ill angels only,[00:36.29]Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,[00:41.31]On a black throne reigns upright,[00:46.51]I have reached these lands but newly[00:51.94]From an ultimate dim Thule, -[00:57.15]From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,[01:02.54]Out of SPACE - out of TIME.[01:07.79]Bottomless vales and boundless floods,[01:12.20]And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,[01:17.36]With forms that no man can discover[01:23.68]For the tears that drip all over;[01:28.84]Mountains toppling evermore[01:34.02]Into seas without a shore;[01:39.29]Seas that restlessly aspire,[01:44.51]Surging, unto skies of fire;[01:49.68]Lakes that endlessly outspread[01:55.45]Their lone waters - lone and dead, -[02:00.86]Their still waters - still and chilly[02:06.00]With the snows of the lolling lily.[02:11.81]By the lakes that thus outspread[02:16.47]Their lone waters, lone and dead, -[02:21.91]Their sad waters, sad and chilly[02:27.14]With the snows of the lolling lily, -[02:32.99]By the mountains - near the river[02:37.35]Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever, -[02:43.18]By the grey woods, - by the swamp[02:48.34]Where the toad and the newt encamp -[02:54.00]By the dismal tarns and pools[02:59.77]Where dwell the Ghouls, -[03:04.50]By each spot the most unholy -[03:09.43]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][03:57.90]For the heart whose woes are legion[04:02.94]'Tis a peaceful, soothing region -[04:08.17]For the spirit that walks in shadow[04:13.37]'Tis - oh, 'tis an Eldorado![04:19.50]But the traveller, travelling through it,[04:23.90]May not - dare not openly view it![04:28.78]Never its mysteries are exposed[04:34.66]To the weak human eye unclosed;[04:40.35]So wills its King, who hath forbid[04:45.00]The uplifting of the fringed lid;[04:51.20]And thus the sad Soul that here passes[04:57.23]Beholds it but through darkened glasses.[05:03.00][05:12.11]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[05:39.13]From this ultimate dim Thule.[05:46.10]