In the Midnight heaven's burning
Through the ethereal deeps afar
Once I watch'd with restless yearning
An alluring aureate star;
Ev'ry eve aloft returning
Gleaming nigh the Arctic Car.
Mystic waves of beauty blended
With the gorgeous golden rays
Phantasies of bliss descended
In a myrrh'd Elysian haze.
the lyre-born chords extended
Harmonies of Lydian lays.
And (thought I) lies scenes of pleasure,
Where the free and blessed
And each moment bears a treasure,
Freighted with the
And there floats a liquid measure
From the lute of
There (I told myself) were shining
Worlds of happiness unknown,
Peace and Innocence entwining
By the Crowned Virtue's throne;
Men of light, their thoughts refining
Purer, fairer, than my own.
Thus I mus'd when o'er the vision
Crept a red delirious change;
Hope dissolving to derision,
Beauty to distortion strange;
Hymnic chords in weird collision,
Spectral sights in endless
Crimson burn'd the star of madness
As behind the beams I
All was woe that seem'd but gladness
Ere my gaze with
Truth was sear'd;
Cacodaemons, mir'd with madness,
fever'd flick'ring leer'd....
Now I know the fiendish fable
the golden glitter bore;
Now I shun the spangled sable
watch'd and lov'd before;
But the horror, set and stable,
my soul forevermore!