The Roommate From Hell

430: but he answer’d, do not presume O young-man but as we here remain behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away.

431: So I remain’d with him sitting in the twisted root of an oak;

432: he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into the deep.

433: By degrees we beheld the infinite Abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city;

434: beneath us at an immense distance was the sun, black but shining;

435: round it were fiery tracks on which revolv’d vast spiders, crawling after their prey;

436: Let the Priests of the Raven of dawn,

437: No longer in deadly black,

438: with hoarse note curse the sons of joy.

439: Nor his accepted brethren,

440: whom tyrant, he calls free:

441: lay the bound or build the roof.