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A fantasy that came to me	A
As wild and wantonly designed	B
As ever any dream might be	A
Unraveled from a madman's mind	B
A tangle work of tissue wrought	C
By cunning of the spider brain	D
And woven in an hour of pain	D
To trap the giddy flies of thought	C
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I stood beneath a summer moon	E
All swollen to uncanny girth	F
And hanging like the sun at noon	E
Above the center of the earth	F
But with a sad and sallow light	G
As it had sickened of the night	G
And fallen in a pallid swoon	E
Around me I could hear the rush	H
Of sullen winds and feel the whir	I
Of unseen wings apast me brush	H
Like phantoms round a sepulcher	I
And like a carpeting of plush	H
A lawn unrolled beneath my feet	J
Bespangled o'er with flowers as sweet	J
To look upon as those that nod	K
Within the garden fields of God	K
But odorless as those that blow	L
In ashes in the shades below	L
	-
And on my hearing fell a storm	M
Of gusty music sadder yet	N
Than every whimper of regret	N
That sobbing utterance could form	M
And patched with scraps of sound that seemed	O
Torn out of tunes that demons dreamed	O
And pitched to such a piercing key	A
It stabbed the ear with agony	A
And when at last it lulled and died	P
I stood aghast and terrified	P
I shuddered and I shut my eyes	Q
And still could see and feel aware	I
Some mystic presence waited there	I
And staring with a dazed surprise	Q
I saw a creature so divine	R
That never subtle thought of mine	R
May reproduce to inner sight	G
So fair a vision of delight	G
	-
A syllable of dew that drips	S
From out a lily's laughing lips	S
Could not be sweeter than the word	T
I listened to yet never heard	T
For oh the woman hiding there	I
Within the shadows of her hair	I
Spake to me in an undertone	U
So delicate my soul alone	U
But understood it as a moan	U
Of some weak melody of wind	B
A heavenward breeze had left behind	B
	-
A tracery of trees grotesque	V
Against the sky behind her seen	W
Like shapeless shapes of arabesque	V
Wrought in an Oriental screen	W
And tall austere and statuesque	V
She loomed before it e'en as though	L
The spirit hand of Angelo	L
Had chiseled her to life complete	J
With chips of moonshine round her feet	J
And I grew jealous of the dusk	V
To see it softly touch her face	X
As lover like with fond embrace	X
It folded round her like a husk	V
But when the glitter of her hand	Y
Like wasted glory beckoned me	A
My eyes grew blurred and dull and dim	Z
My vision failed I could not see	A
I could not stir I could but stand	Y
Till quivering in every limb	Z
I flung me prone as though to swim	Z
The tide of grass whose waves of green	W
Went rolling ocean wide between	W
My helpless shipwrecked heart and her	I
Who claimed me for a worshiper	I
	-
And writhing thus in my despair	I
I heard a weird unearthly sound	A2
That seemed to lift me from the ground	A2
And hold me floating in the air	I
I looked and lo I saw her bow	B2
Above a harp within her hands	C2
A crown of blossoms bound her brow	B2
And on her harp were twisted strands	C2
Of silken starlight rippling o'er	I
With music never heard before	I
By mortal ears and at the strain	D
I felt my Spirit snap its chain	D
And break away and I could see	A
It as it turned and fled from me	A
To greet its mistress where she smiled	D2
To see the phantom dancing wild	D2
And wizard like before the spell	E2
Her mystic fingers knew so well	E2

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