1850
THE CONVERSATION OF EIROS AND CHARMION
by Edgar Allan Poe
I will bring fire to thee.
EURIPIDES Andiom.
EIROS. Why do you call me Eiros?
CHARMION. So henceforth will you always be called. You must
forget, too, my earthly name, and speak to me as Charmion.
EIROS. This is indeed no dream!
CHARMION. Dreams are with us no more; but of these mysteries anon. I
rejoice to see you looking like-life and rational. The film of the
shadow has already passed from off your eyes. Be of heart and fear
nothing. Your allotted days of stupor have expired; and, to-morrow,
I will myself induct you into the full joys and wonders of your
novel existence.
EIROS. True, I feel no stupor, none at all. The wild sickness and
the terrible darkness have left me, and I hear no longer that mad,
rushing, horrible sound, like the "voice of many waters." Yet my
senses are bewildered, Charmion, with the keenness of their perception
of the new.
CHARMION. A few days will remove all this;- but I fully understand
you, and feel for you.
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