/lit/ - Literature

Started reading Lovecraft.
The Alchemist
>Thus isolated, and thrown upon my own resources, I spent the hours of my childhood in poring over the ancient tomes that filled the shadow-haunted library of the chateau, and in roaming without aim or purpose through the perpetual dusk of the spectral wood that clothes the side of the hill near its foot.
Modern poets would be jealous of the rhyme

The beast in the cave:
>Nearer, nearer, the dreadful footfalls approached. It seemed that I must give vent to a piercing scream, yet had I been sufficiently irresolute to attempt such a thing, my voice could scarce have responded. I was petrified, rooted to the spot. I doubted if my right arm would allow me to hurl its missile at the oncoming thing when the crucial moment should arrive.

I love his oldstyle sentence structure. Sometimes they are even easier to read than modern english. Perhaps they resemble my native language somewhat.