Lo! ’t is a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.
— From The Conqueror Worm, by Edgar Allen Poe
The worm, turns.
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It appears that M.C. Escher was influenced by this design.