By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule-
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE- out of TIME.
– Dreamland (Edgar Alan Poe, 1844)
Happy 162nd birthday, E.A.P.
update: Evidence that I’ve been playing too much City of Heroes is that particular class of villain was the first thing I thought of when this poem mentioned the word eidolon. (Also a race of aliens on Farscape and a D&D monster.) Yes, I am a geek, thankew.