"The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to
black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should venture far... some day the
piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of
reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the
revelation or flee the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age"
poetry. His elegant style wove a web of both beauty and horror, of unforgettable
images, and of terrifying consequences.
"It is thus that the shadow grows mighty and whole,
As it feeds on the body, and sucks at the soul."
"For in those depths, there only pace,
The shadows of a voiceless race."
"There was no hand to hold me back,
That night I found the ancient track."
"Their hidden dread ringed outposts brood,
upon a million worlds of space,
Abhorred by every living race,
yet scatheless in their solitude."
"And the voyager repining,
Sees the grisly death fires shinning,
Hears the wicked petrel's whining,
As he helpless drifts to sea."
"One saving grace would make me blind,
But the lampreys would on me not dine.
For a void thrall stood strong in its grue,
And issued forth 'The worship pylon is not for you.'"
"Yet nothing forms but the pain and fear,
I cannot see; I cannot hear,
How can the formula be so hard to see?
How can creatures be material that cannot be?"
"Thro' the ghoul guarded dateways of slumber,
Past the wan-moon'd abysses of night,
I have lived o'er my lives without number,
I have sounded all things with my sight;
And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright."
"There is death in the clouds,
There is fear in the night,
For the dead in their shrouds
Hail the sun's turning flight,
And chant wild in the woods as they dance round a Yule-altar fungous and white."
"And only in slumbers of midnight
Appears the lost maid Nathicana,
The pallid the pure Nathicana.
Who fades at the glance of the dreamer."
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