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Thou art the whisper in the gloom,
The hinting tone, the haunting laugh:
Thou art the adorner of my tomb,
The minstrel of mine epitaph.

— Lionel Johnson The Dark Angel (1895)

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Alone he rides, alone,
The fair and fatal king:
Dark night is all his own,
That strange and solemn thing.

By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross (1895)

Dark Angel, with thine aching lust
To rid the world of penitence:
Malicious Angel, who still dost
My soul such subtile violence!

The Dark Angel (1895)

Ill times may be; she hath no thought of time:
She reigns beside the waters yet in pride.

Some players upon plaintive strings
Publish their wistfulness abroad;
I have not spoken of these things,
Save to one man, and unto God.

Our wearier spirit faints,
Vexed in the world‘s employ:
His soul was of the saints;
And art to him was joy.

By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross (1895)

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