text:  On I rush'd Beholding o'er its hearth the grinning face Another and the same; the haunting face Reflected as it seem'd from wall to wall! There opening as I shut onward he came That Broucoloka not to be escaped With measured tread unwearied like the wolf's When tracking its sure prey: forward I sprang And lo! another room--another face Alike but gloomier still; another door And the pursuing fiend--and on--and on With palpitating heart and yielding knees From room to room each mirror'd in the last