| Riddle macabre, | abstruse with hidden wrought stigma, |
| Odd chauvinist, | mocking morals, man's liberty, |
| Somberly write | black tales with naughty key raptures, |
| Imperiled with | rank lusts a devil tawny recaptures. |
| Enraged critic, | observing printed works bitterly, |
| Recount wilder | scenes, where in sky rides a sole horseman. |
| Elapsing years | erase, and your stories stiller be, |
| But imperative | bursts of wit still appear cynical, |
| Byronic ghosts | imply rues blacker than such kinds be. |
| Conundrum dark, | eerie host who asks: "Can such things be?" |
| Atheist, jester, | retain what was your whole source, man. |
| Mystic teacher, | cobwebs and skulls litter a sere pinnacle, |
| Eternally, your | elusive wraith remains distraught enigma. |