Nightmare Abbey
There's a dark lantern of the spirit,
Which none see by but those who bear it,
That makes them in the dark see visions
And hag themselves with apparitions,
Find racks for their own minds, and vaunt
Butler.Of their own misery and want.
Which none see by but those who bear it,
That makes them in the dark see visions
And hag themselves with apparitions,
Find racks for their own minds, and vaunt
Butler.Of their own misery and want.
LONDON:
PRINTED FOR T. HOOKHAM, JUN. OLD BOND-STREET;
AND BALDWIN, CRADOCK, AND JOY,
PATERNOSTER-ROW.
1818.
Printed by Jas. Adlard and Sons,
23, Bartholomew Close.
Matthew. Oh! it's your only fine humour, sir. Your
true melancholy breeds your perfect fine wit, sir. I am
melancholy myself, divers times, sir; and then do I no
more but take pen and paper presently, and overflow
you half a score or a dozen of sonnets at a sitting.
true melancholy breeds your perfect fine wit, sir. I am
melancholy myself, divers times, sir; and then do I no
more but take pen and paper presently, and overflow
you half a score or a dozen of sonnets at a sitting.
Stephen. Truly, sir, and I love such things out of
measure.
measure.
Matthew. Why, I pray you, sir, make use of my
study: it’s at your service.
study: it’s at your service.
Stephen. I thank you, sir, I shall be bold, I warrant
you. Have you a stool there, to be melancholy upon?
you. Have you a stool there, to be melancholy upon?
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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