Now I ride with the mocking and friendly ghouls on the night-wind, and play by day amongst the catacombs of Nephren-Ka2 in the sealed and unknown valley of Hadoth3 by the Nile. I know that light is not for me, save that of the moon over the rock tombs of Neb,4 nor any gaiety save the unnamed feasts of Nitokris beneath the Great Pyramid;5 yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men. This I have known ever since I stretched out
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