Aye, well I know ’tis ghastly to descend that valley: + 

Preachers, musicians, poets, painters, always render it, + 

Philosophs exploit⁠—the battlefield, the ship at sea, the myriad beds, all lands, + 

All, all the past have enter’d, the ancientest humanity we know, + 

Syria’s, India’s, Egypt’s, Greece’s, Rome’s; + 

Till now for us under our very eyes spreading the same to-day, + 

Grim, ready, the same to-day, for entrance, yours and mine, + 

Here, here ’tis limn’d. + 