Attend—the sacred mysteries begin—
My solemn night-born adjuration hear;
Hear, and I’ll raise thy spirit from the dust;
While the stars gaze on this enchantment new;
Enchantment, not infernal, but divine!
“By silence, Death’s peculiar attribute;
By darkness, Guilt’s inevitable doom;
By Darkness, and by Silence, sisters dread!
That draw the curtain round Night’s ebon throne,
And raise ideas, solemn as the scene! 2100