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One Need Not Be A Chamber To Be Haunted
One Need Not Be A Chamber To Be Haunted
One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.
Far safer, of a midnight meeting
External ghost,
Than an interior confronting
That whiter host.
Far safer through an Abbey gallop,
The stones achase,
Than, moonless, one's own self encounter
In lonesome place.
Ourself, behind ourself concealed,
Should startle most;
Assassin, hid in our apartment,
Be horror's least.
The prudent carries a revolver,
He bolts the door,
O'erlooking a superior spectre
More near.
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Date: 2020-11-02 08:20 pm (UTC)Far safer through an Abbey gallop,
The stones achase,
Than, moonless, one's own self encounter
In lonesome place.
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Date: 2020-11-02 08:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-11-02 11:34 pm (UTC)Despite the seriousness of it, that bit about the abbey is rather an amusing image.
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Date: 2020-11-03 11:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-11-03 12:29 pm (UTC)I was just having a fit of literal-mindedness.
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Date: 2020-11-03 11:02 pm (UTC)As I get older, I've become far more accepting that medication is the only way to keep them at bay for many people. And I wouldn't deny anyone that.
Anyway, on a lighter note, I imagined the ruined abbeys of Hampshire with the horseman riding through. 'The stones achase' - wonderful phrase.
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Date: 2020-11-04 08:22 pm (UTC)But yes, you're right about mental terrors.