Phantasmagoria and Other Poems
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Publisher Description
The Trystyng One winter night, at half past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, And supper, with cigars and wine, Was waiting in the study. There was a strangeness in the room, And Something white and wavy Was standing near me in the gloom I took it for the carpet broom Left by that careless slavey. But presently the Thing began To shiver and to sneeze: