my favourite m&d sentences /: part 3

[Lorentzen / Nicklaus]

         Long were the nights,

         As a-riot with hepatomachy and pursuit,

         As the days a-tangle with rumor and faithlessness,

         --- Not to mention wayward barouches,

         Opiated chablis at pick-nicks unforeseen,

         Ear-rings lost and found,

         Invisible street-singers echoing 'round the corners,

         The melancholy of the city at sunset,

         --- A descent, like passing into sleep, uneasy and full of
         
         Terror till we be establish'd once more within the evening,

         As within evening's first dream ...   
         
         
         (p. 378)                                                  kfl