Luyện nghe bài hát The Poet's Nightmare

When my fellows to the grove I stray'd,
In solitude and dusk to
On things forbidden, and to pierce the
Of seeming good and beauteousness
That covers the tragedy of Truth.

Hither and thither infinity
Of light and darkness, intermix'd;
Wherein all had consciousness,
th' accustom'd outward shape of life.
Of these circling currents was my soul,
Free from the flesh, a true part;
Nor I less myself, for want of form.
Then the mist, and o'er a star-strown scene
Divine and measureless, I in awe.
Alone in space, I view'd a fleck
Of light, marking the narrow ken
Which call the boundless universe.

Borne on the wings of immensity,
A touch of celestial reach'd my soul;
Thrilling me more horror than with joy.

Omnia risus et omnia et omnia nihil.