Which hides my future life from me,
Could unborn ages slowly sail
Before my view -- and could I see
My every action painted there,
To cast one look I would not dare.
There poverty and grief might stand,
And dark Despair's corroding hand,
Would make me seek the lonely tomb
To slumber in its endless gloom.
Then let me never cast a look,
Within Fate's fix'd mysterious book.
This poem represents Gothic literature as it shows the inner feelings of one person. As everything the character describes is about the corruption of what he feels inside himself and what is stuck inside of him that he needs to get out. He is showing the world that Transcendentalism and Romanticism is all nice but every person carries evil within them and evil is something everyone needs to be aware of.
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