I forgot about "Dream-Land". Another all time favourite. I hope some of you can find comfort in these if you have not read them before

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 weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of Space -- out of Time.

Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms and caves and Titan woods, With forms that no man can discover For the tears that drip all over; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore; Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead, -- Their still waters, still and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily.

By the lakes that thus outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead, -- Their sad waters, sad and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily;

By the mountains -- near the river Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever; By the gray woods, by the swamp Where the toad and the newt encamp; By the dismal tarns and pools Where dwell the Ghouls; By each spot the most unholy, In each nook most melancholy, -- There the traveller meets aghast Sheeted Memories of the Past: Shrouded forms that start and sigh As they pass the wanderer by, White-robed forms of friends long given, In agony, to the Earth -- and Heaven.

For the heart whose woes are legion 'T is a peaceful, soothing region; For the spirit that walks in shadow 'T is -- oh, 't is an Eldorado! But the traveller, travelling through it, May not -- dare not openly view it; Never its mysteries are exposed To the weak human eye unclosed; So wills its King, who hath forbid The uplifting of the fringèd lid; And thus the sad Soul that here passes Beholds it but through darkened glasses.

By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named Night, On a black throne reigns upright, I have wandered home but newly From this ultimate dim Thule.