Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-mooned abysses of night, I have lived o'er my lives without number, ...
It was golden and splendid, That City of light; A vision suspended In deeps of the night; A region of ...
'Tis a grove-circled dwelling Set close to a hill, Where the branches are telling Strange legends of ill; Over timbers ...
IOut of the reaches of illimitable nightThe blazing planet grew, and forc'd to lifeUnending cycles of progressive strifeAnd strange mutations ...
KLEINER! in whose quick pulses wildly beat The youth's ambition, and the lyrist's heat, Whose questing spirit scorns our lowly flights, And dares ...
Last of the giants, in whose soul shone clear The sacred torch of greatness and of right, A stricken world, that cannot ...
Black loom the crags of the uplands behind me,Dark are the sands of the far-stretching shore.Dim are the pathways and ...
In a vale of light and laughter,Shining 'neath the friendly sun,Where fulfilment follow'd afterEv'ry hope or dream begun;Where an Aidenn ...
The hours of night unheeded fly, And in the grate the embers fade; Vast shadows one by one pass by In silent daemon ...
Let other bards with nobler talents sing The beauties of the mild, maturer spring. My rustic Muse on bleaker times must dwell, When ...
O'er the midnight moorlands crying,Thro' the cypress forests sighing,In the night-wind madly flying,Hellish forms with streaming hair;In the barren branches ...
There is snow on the ground, And the valleys are cold,And a midnight profoundBlackly squats o'er the wold;But a light on ...
The thing, he said, would come in the night at threeFrom the old churchyard on the hill below;But crouching by ...
May good St. Nick, like as a bird of night, Bring thee rich blessings in his annual flight;Long by thy ...
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