In misty dreams and shadowed memoriesOf fabled cities I have dwelt apace-And from strange lakes set round with Guardian TreesHave slacked my thirst, and scornful of the faceOf harshful reality have stooped to traceDark figures on the sands of alien quays.In crystal splendor I have spanned the seasAnd clothed myself in legendary grace…In Idris I have dwelt where Serpent StonesAnd flowers of dusty violet merge to formA glimmering gate of wonder, whereto bonesOf a warrior dead are gathered in a stormOf whirling clouds and cauldron flames and roarBeneath the sky where great ravens Ãâ¦