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IX. The Courtyard

It was the city I had known before;The ancient, leprous town where mongrel throngsChant to strange gods, and beat unhallowed gongsIn crypts beneath foul alleys near the shore.The rotting, fish-eyed houses leered at meFrom where they leaned, drunk and half-animate,As edging through the filth I passed the gateTo the black courtyard where the man would be.The dark walls closed me in, and loud I cursedThat ever I had come to such a den,When suddenly a score of windows burstInto wild light, and swarmed with dancing men:Mad, soundless revels of the dragging dead –And not a corpse had either hands or head!