One need not be a Chamber—to be Haunted

670 One need not be a Chamber—to be Haunted— One need not be a House— The Brain has Corridors—surpassing Material Place— Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting External Ghost Than its interior Confronting— That Cooler Host. Far safer, through an Abbey gallop, The Stones a'chase— Than Unarmed, one's a'self encounter— In lonesome Place— Ourself behind ourself, concealed— Should startle most— Assassin hid in our Apartment Be Horror's least. The Body—borrows a Revolver— He bolts the Door— O'erlooking a superior spectre— Or More—