Fighting + 

Here is a temple strangely wrought: + 

Within it I can see + 

Two spirits of a diverse thought + 

Contend for mastery. + 

One is an angel fair and bright, + 

Adown the aisle comes he, + 

Adown the aisle in raiment white, + 

A creature fair to see. + 

The other wears an evil mien, + 

And he hath doubtless slipt, + 

A fearful being dark and lean, + 

Up from the mouldy crypt. + 

Is that the roof that grows so black? + 

Did some one call my name? + 

Was it the bursting thunder crack + 

That filled this place with flame? + 

I move⁠—I wake from out my sleep: + 

Some one hath victor been! + 

I see two radiant pinions sweep, + 

And I am borne between. + 

Beneath the clouds that under roll + 

An upturned face I see⁠— + 

A dead man’s face, but, ah, the soul + 

Was right well known to me! + 

A man’s dead face! Away I haste + 

Through regions calm and fair: + 

Go vanquish sin, and thou shall taste + 

The same celestial air. + 