Аннотация
Говард Филлипс Лавкрафт
ASTROPHOBOS
In the Midnight heaven's burningThrough the ethereal deeps afarOnce I watch'd with restless yearningAn alluring aureate star;Ev'ry eve aloft returningGleaming nigh the Arctic Car.Mystic waves of beauty blendedWith the gorgeous golden raysPhantasies of bliss descendedIn a myrrh'd Elysian haze.In the lyre-born chords extendedHarmonies of Lydian lays.And (thought I) lies scenes of pleasure,Where the free and blessed dwell,And each moment bears a treasure,Freighted with the lotos-spell,And there floats a liquid measureFrom the lute of Israfel.There (I told myself) were shiningWorlds of happiness unknown,Peace and Innocence entwiningBy the Crowned Virtue's throne;Men of light, their thoughts refiningPurer, fairer, than my own.Thus I mus'd when o'er the visionCrept a red delirious change;Hope dissolving to derision,Beauty to distortion strange;Hymnic chords in weird collision,Spectral sights in endless range....Crimson burn'd the star of madnes...
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