Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Broke the deep lethargy within my head
A heavy thunder, so that I upstarted,
Like to a person who by force is wakened;

And round about I moved my rested eyes,
Uprisen erect and steadfastly I gazed,
To recognize the place wherein I was.

True is it, that upon the verge I found me
of the abysmal valley dolorous,
That gathers the thunder of infinite ululations.

Obscured, profound it was, and nebulous,
So that by fixing on its my sight
Nothing whatever I discerned therein.

Let us descend now into the blind world,
Began the Poet, pallid utterly
I will be first, and thou shalt second be.

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