One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors
Material place.
Far safer, of a midnight
External ghost,
Than an interior
That whiter host.
Far safer through an Abbey gallop,
The stones achase,
Than, moonless, one's own self
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
More near.
