Doomed
I THOUGHT I stood at the gate of Heaven,
But, ah me, I found too late,
When the opened door had admittance given,
I had knocked at Perdition's gate!
I listened awhile, and I thought to hear
The music of heavenly choirs,
But alas, there fell on my startled ear
The roar of infernal fires!
I thought to bathe in seraphic light,
And gladly my free soul came,
But alas! for the bitter, burning blight,
I leaped into scorching flame!