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A shudder ran through his frame, and clasping her almost roughly, he stooped toward her till his lips nearly touched hers, . . "Thou art accursed, Lysia, and I share thy curse! Speak how shall we cheer each other in the shadow-realm of fiends?
Fierce delirium writhes upon the bed Poisonous mists hang o'er the cities dead; Men all haggard, pale, and wan, To the shadow-realm press on. Death lies brooding in the humid air, Plague, in dark graves, piles up treasures fair, And its voice exultingly raises. Funeral silence churchyard calm, Rapture change to dread alarm. Thus the plague God wildly praises! 'Tis ended! Welcome!
All his past was the Venusburg motif, while her he identified somehow with the Pilgrim's Chorus motif; and from the exalted state this elevated him to, he swept onward and upward into that vast shadow-realm of spirit-groping, where good and evil war eternally. Sometimes he questioned, and induced in her mind temporary doubts as to the correctness of her own definitions and conceptions of music.
Only from without could reality impact upon him and reawake within him an awareness of reality. Otherwise he would ooze down through the shadow-realm of the unconscious into the all- darkness of extinction. But it came, the smash of reality from without, crashing upon his ear drums in a loud, explosive snort.
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