a little Poe........ for the time of the, unseen souls
That motley drama - oh, be sure
It shall not be forgot!
With its Phantom chased for evermore,
By a crowd that seized it not,
Through a circle that ever returneth in
To the self-same spot,
And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
And Horror the soul of the plot.
While the angles, all pallid and wan,
Upriring, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"
And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
That motley drama - oh, be sure
It shall not be forgot!
With its Phantom chased for evermore,
By a crowd that seized it not,
Through a circle that ever returneth in
To the self-same spot,
And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
And Horror the soul of the plot.
While the angles, all pallid and wan,
Upriring, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"
And its hero the Conqueror Worm.