I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood. How shall I say what wood that was! I never saw so drear, so arduous a wilderness! Its very memory gives a shape to fear.
How I came to it I cannot rightly say, so drugged and loose with sleep had I become
when I first wandered there.
My soul still fugitive to stare down that pass that none had ever left alive.
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