Like as a flamelet blanketed in smoke, br So through the anaesthetic shows my life; br So flashes and so fades my thought, at strife br With the strong stupor that I heave and choke br And sicken at, it is so foully sweet. br Faces look strange from space-and disappear. br Far voices, sudden loud, offend my ear - br And hush as sudden. Then my senses fleet: br All were a blank, save for this dull, new pain br That grinds my leg and foot; and brokenly br Time and the place glimpse on to me again; br And, unsurprised, out of uncertainty, br I wake-relapsing-somewhat faint and fain, br To an immense, complacent dreamery.