Sonnet VIII

Oh - and the darkness grew intolerable,

And as I looked down the long, low corridor

I felt another horror, unfelt before.

There was no light there -- but may-be the flames of Hell

Cast shadows darker than darkness -- palpable --

It did not walk, yet crept not on the floor,

And my soul froze within me to the core.

It touched me and It spake -- hoe It spake I cannot tell.


Yea, and it spake to me thus mockingly:

"Resist me not, with me there is no strife,

Dids't thou not call upon me, I am come

To be the Guardian Angel of thine home,

To be a light to lighten all thy life

Henceforth we will dwell together, thou and I."