H.P. Lovecraft Quote
I saw it from that hidden, silent placeWhere the old wood half shuts the meadow in.It shone through all the sunset's glories - thinAt first, but with a slowly brightening face.Night came, and that lone beacon, amber-hued,Beat on my sight as never it did of old;The evening star - but grown a thousandfoldMore haunting in this hush and solitude.It traced strange pictures on the quivering air - Half-memories that had always filled my eyes - Vast towers and gardens; curious seas and skiesOf some dim life - I never could tell where.But I knew that through the cosmic domeThose rays were calling from my far, lost home.
H.P. Lovecraft
I saw it from that hidden, silent placeWhere the old wood half shuts the meadow in.It shone through all the sunset's glories - thinAt first, but with a slowly brightening face.Night came, and that lone beacon, amber-hued,Beat on my sight as never it did of old;The evening star - but grown a thousandfoldMore haunting in this hush and solitude.It traced strange pictures on the quivering air - Half-memories that had always filled my eyes - Vast towers and gardens; curious seas and skiesOf some dim life - I never could tell where.But I knew that through the cosmic domeThose rays were calling from my far, lost home.