English poem
Vii
Nightmare
Some obscene drug in her dull draught Sleep gave, For dead I lay, yet heard a man-faced beast Dig, dig with wolfish fingers in my grave, With horrible laughter to a horrible feast.
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein Vii
English poem
Nightmare
Some obscene drug in her dull draught Sleep gave, For dead I lay, yet heard a man-faced beast Dig, dig with wolfish fingers in my grave, With horrible laughter to a horrible feast.