Halfway through the journey we are livingI found myself deep in a darkened forest,For I had lost all trace of the straight how hard it is to tell what it was like,How wild the forest was, how dense and rugged!To think of it still fills my mind with bitter it is that death is hardly worse!But to describe the good discovered thereI here will tell the other things I saw.I cannot say clearly how I entered there,So drowsy with sleep had I grown at that hourWhen first I wandered off from the true way.........

NO SINGLE MEN....... NO SINGLE MEN...... NO SINGLE MEN...DO NOT WISHPER......