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Christopher Brennan - "There is a far-off thrill that troubles me: . ."Christopher Brennan - "There is a far-off thrill that troubles me: . ."
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There is a far-off thrill that troubles me: a faint thin ripple of shadow, momently, dies out across my lucid icy cell. I am betrayed by winter to the spell of morbid sleep, that somewhere rolls its waves insidiously, gather`d from unblest graves, to creep above each distant crumbled mole. When that assault is full against my soul, I must go down, thro` chapels black with mould, past ruin`d doors, whose arches, ridged with gold, catch, in their grooves, a gloom more blackly dript, some stairway winding hours-long towards the crypt where panic night lies stricken `neath the curse exuding from the dense enormous hearse of some old vampire-god, whose bulk, within, lies gross and festering in his shroud of sin.
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