H. P. Lovecraft

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The Nightmare Lake

Written: December 1919

First Published in The Vagrant, No. 12 (December 1919), Pages 13–14

 There is a lake in distant Zan,
 Beyond the wonted haunts of man,
 Where broods alone in a hideous state
 A spirit dead and desolate;
 A spirit ancient and unholy,
 Heavy with fearsome melancholy,
 Which from the waters dull and dense
 Draws vapors cursed with pestilence.
 Around the banks, a mire of clay,
 Sprawl things offensive in decay,
 And curious birds that reach that shore
 Are seen by mortals nevermore.
 Here shines by day the searing sun
 On glassy wastes beheld by none,
 And here by night pale moonbeams flow
 Into the deeps that yawn below.
 In nightmares only is it told
 What scenes beneath those beams unfold;
 What scenes, too old for human sight,
 Lie sunken there in endless night;
 For in those depths there only pace
 The shadows of a voiceless race.
 One midnight, redolent of ill,
 I saw that lake, asleep and still;
 While in the lurid sky there rode
 A gibbous moon that glow’d and glow’d.
 I saw the stretching marshy shore,
 And the foul things those marshes bore:
 Lizards and snakes convuls’d and dying;
 Ravens and vampires putrefying;
 All these, and hov’ring o’er the dead,
 Narcophagi that on them fed.
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