ALCMAN。Themountainpinnaclesslumber；valleys，cragsandcavesaresilent。
“LISTENtome。”saidtheDemonasheplacedhishanduponmyhead。
“TheregionofwhichIspeakisadrearyregioninLibya，bythebordersoftheriverZaire。Andthereisnoquietthere，norsilence。
“Thewatersoftheriverhaveasaffronandsicklyhue；andtheyflownotonwardstothesea，butpalpitateforeverandforeverbeneaththeredeyeofthesunwithatumultuousandconvulsivemotion。Formanymilesoneithersideoftheriver’soozybedisapaledesertofgiganticwater-lilies。Theysighoneuntotheotherinthatsolitude，andstretchtowardstheheaventheirlongandghastlynecks，andnodtoandfrotheireverlastingheads。Andthereisanindistinctmurmurwhichcomethoutfromamongthemliketherushingofsubterrenewater。Andtheysighoneuntotheother。
“Butthereisaboundarytotheirrealmtheboundaryofthedark，horrible，loftyforest。There，likethewavesabouttheHebrides，thelowunderwoodisagitatedcontinually。Butthereisnowindthroughouttheheaven。Andthetallprimevaltreesrocketernallyhitherandthitherwithacrashingandmightysound。Andfromtheirhighsummits，onebyone，dropeverlastingdews。Andattherootsstrangepoisonousflowersliewrithinginperturbedslumber。Andoverhead，witharustlingandloudnoise，thegraycloudsrushwestwardlyforever，untiltheyroll，acataract，overthefierywallofthehorizon。Butthereisnowindthroughouttheheaven。AndbytheshoresoftheriverZairethereisneitherquietnorsilence。