Phantastes - A Faerie Romance #272245

Less sleep had dissolved, began again to assume crystalline forms, the strange events of the fore going night presented themselves anew to my wondering consciousness. The day before had been my one-and-twentieth birthday. Among other ceremonies investing me With my legal rights, the keys of an old secretary, in which my father had kept his private papers, had been de livered up to me. As soon as I was left alone, I ordered lights in the chamber where the secretary stood, the first lights that had been there for many a year; for, since my father's death, the room had been left undisturbed. But, as if the darkness had been too long an inmate to be easily expelled, and had dyed with blackness the walls to which, bat like, it had clung, these tapers served but ill to light up the gloomy hangings, and seemed to throw yet darker shadows into the hollows of the deep wrought cornice. All the further portions of the.