And From The Midst Of Cheerless Gloom

I Have Lost The Faculty Of Enjoying Their Destruction, And I Am Too Idle To Destroy For Nothing.

I Cannot Express It: But Surely You And Everybody Have A Notion That There Is, Or Should Be, An Existence Of Yours Beyond You.

Terror Made Me Cruel.

He’s More Myself Than I Am

And From The Midst Of Cheerless Gloom I Passed To Bright Unclouded Day.