The Eldritch Dark (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Now as the twilight's doubtful intervalCloses with night's accomplished certainty,A wizard wind goes crying eerily,And on the wold misshapen shadows ...
Now as the twilight's doubtful intervalCloses with night's accomplished certainty,A wizard wind goes crying eerily,And on the wold misshapen shadows ...
A boat came in; the cliff was baked; The noisy boat-chain fell and clanked on The sand-an iron rattle-snake, A ...
Sleepless I lay last night and watched the slow Procession of the men who wear my clothes: First, the grey ...
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