Stanzas — — — The Corpse That Was Mine, And The Dead Voice
The Corpse That Was Mine : —
I had entered a cold and dusty basement,
fill'd with stacks of books in congeries,—
and old and browning pages in seas.
And from yonder, sitting on a strange pavement,
a rotting corpse of saddened shame;...
I had entered a cold and dusty basement,
fill'd with stacks of books in congeries,—
and old and browning pages in seas.
And from yonder, sitting on a strange pavement,
a rotting corpse of saddened shame;...