But as for how I visualize it... I think of it as the story of a lost paridise, like the Christain Eden or the world before Pandora. The first two verses seem so happy; life is perfect and great, no troubles, no problems. The alarum bells , an attack by evil, the troubles arriving with chaos, fire and death. The people cannot overcome thise problems and so bow down and suffer them, submitting to the sadness and cruelety shown in the fourth stanza.

I know many people interpret it as the story of a man's

life, but I'm proud to be different.




The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated.
-The Remarkable Rocket, Oscar Wilde