So shall they end, so shall they begin again
According to the Ordainer of Order
And mystical Mathematicks of the City of Heaven.
(that) the Tail of the Snake (should) return into its Mouth
Is indeed a remarkable Coincidence,
Sun is but a dark simulacrum
Aspis spires, Serpent's order, Ouroboros
And 'tis time to close the five ports of knowledge;
Into the phantasms of sleep,
Which often continueth præcogitations;
Making Cables of Cobwebbes and Wildernesses of handsome Groves.
To dream of Paradise itself.
Nor will the sweetest delight of Gardens
Afford much comfort in sleep;
Wherein the dulnesse of that sense
Shakes hands with delectable odours;
And though in the Bed of Cleopatra,
Can hardly with any delight
Raise up the ghost of a Rose.
Which freed us from everlasting sleep?
Or have slumbering thoughts at that time,
When sleep itself must end,
As some conjecture all shall awake again?
(adapted from sir Thomas Browne)
- Alghavil Altannin
- The Garden of Cyrus
- Dead of Night
- Hei! Aa-Shanta 'Nygh!
- The Dreaming
- In the Darkness of Daylig..
- The Scream that no one he..
- The Cypress Grove
- Lacus Somniorum