"A dagger of the mind, a false creation/proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?/I see thee yet, in form as palpable as which i draw now."
"and on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood/which was not so before. there's no such thing. it is the bloody business which informs/thus to mine eyes."
"Hear it (the bell) not Dunca, for it is a knell/that summons thee to heaven, or to hell."