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1 " Fierce hunger reigns within my breast, I had not dreamt that this whole world,Crushed in the hand of God, could yieldSuch bitter essence of unrest, Such pain as Sorrow now hath hurledOut of its dreadful heart, unsealed!Each sobbing breath is but a cry, My heart-strokes knells of agony,And my whole brain has but one thoughtThat nevermore through life shall I (Save in the ache of memory)Touch hands with thee, who now art naught!Through the whole void of night I search, So dumbly crying out to thee;But thou are not; and night's vast throneBecomes an all stupendous church With star-bells knelling unto meWho in all space am most alone!An hungered, to the shore I creep, Perchance some comfort waits on meFrom the old Sea's eternal heart;But lo! from all the solemn deep, Far voices out of mysterySeem questioning why we are apart!"Where'er I go I am alone Who once, through thee, had all the world.My breast is one whole raging painFor that which was, and now is flown Into the Blank where life is hurledWhere all is not, nor is again! "
― , The House on the Borderland
2 " I have one friend, a dog; yes, I would sooner have old Pepper than the rest of Creation together. He, at least understands me-and has sense enough to leave me alone when I am in my dark moods. "