The Complete Collection of H. P. Lovecraft b.1890 — d.1937 Table of Contents The Nameless City The Festival The Colour Out of Space The Call of Cthulhu Chapter I - The Horror In Clay Chapter II - The Tale of Inspector Legrasse Chapter III - The Madness from the Sea The Dunwich Horror Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII Chapter IX Chapter X The Whisperer in Darkness Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII The Dreams in the Witch House The Haunter of the Dark The Shadow Over Innsmouth Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Discarded Draft of “The Shadow Over Innsmouth” The Shadow Out of Time Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII At the Mountains of Madness Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII Chapter IX Chapter X Chapter XI Chapter XII The Case of Charles Dexter Ward I. A Result and a Prologue Chapter I Chapter II II. An Antecedent and a Horror Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI III. A Search and an Evocation Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI IV. A Mutation and a Madness Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV V. A Nightmare and a Cataclysm Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Azathoth Beyond the Wall of Sleep Celephaïs Cool Air Dagon Ex Oblivione Facts Concerning the Late Arthur Jermyn and His Family Chapter I Chapter II From Beyond He Herbert West—Reanimator Chapter I - From the Dark Chapter II - The Plague-Daemon Chapter III - Six Shots by Moonlight Chapter IV - The Scream of the Dead Chapter V - The Horror From the Shadows Chapter VI - The Tomb-Legions Hypnos In the Vault Memory Nyarlathotep Pickman’s Model The Book The Cats of Ulthar The Descendant The Doom That Came to Sarnath The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath The Evil Clergyman The Horror at Red Hook Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII The Hound Chapter I Chapter II The Lurking Fear Chapter I - The Shadow On The Chimney Chapter II - A Passer In The Storm Chapter III - What The Red Glare Meant Chapter IV - The Horror In The Eyes The Moon-Bog The Music of Erich Zann The Other Gods The Outsider The Picture in the House The Quest of Iranon The Rats in the Walls The Shunned House Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V The Silver Key The Statement of Randolph Carter The Strange High House in the Mist The Street The Temple The Terrible Old Man The Thing on the Doorstep Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII The Tomb The Transition of Juan Romero The Tree The Unnamable The White Ship What the Moon Brings Polaris The Very Old Folk Ibid Old Bugs Sweet Ermengarde Chapter I - A Simple Rustic Maid Chapter II - And the Villain Still Pursued Her Chapter III - A Dastardly Act Chapter IV - Subtle Villainy Chapter V - The City Chap Chapter VI - Alone in the Great City Chapter VII - Happy Ever Afterward A Reminiscence of Dr. Samuel Johnson The History of the Necronomicon The Nameless City * * * * * Written: January 1921 First published in The Wolverine, No. 11 (November 1921), Pages 3-15 When I drew nigh the nameless city I knew it was accursed. I was travelling in a parched and terrible valley under the moon, and afar I saw it protruding uncannily above the sands as parts of a corpse may protrude from an ill-made grave. Fear spoke from the age-worn stones of this hoary survivor of the deluge, this great-grandmother of the eldest pyramid; and a viewless aura repelled me and bade me retreat from antique and sinister secrets that no man should see, and no man else had dared to see. Remote in the desert of Araby lies the nameless city, crumbling and inarticulate, its low walls nearly hidden by the sands of uncounted ages. It must have been thus before the first stones of Memphis were laid, and while the bricks of Babylon were yet unbaked. There is no legend so old as to give it a name, or to recall that it was ever alive; but it is told of in whispers around campfires and muttered about by grandams in the tents of sheiks, so that all the tribes shun it without wholly knowing why. It was of this place that Abdul Alhazred the mad poet dreamed on the night before he sang his unexplained couplet: “That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.” I should have known that the Arabs had good reason for shunning the nameless city, the city told of in strange tales but seen by no living man, yet I defied them and went into the untrodden waste with my camel. I alone have seen it, and that is why no other face bears such hideous lines of fear as mine; why no other man shivers so horribly when the night-wind rattles the windows. When I came upon it in the ghastly stillness of unending sleep it looked at me, chilly from the rays of a cold moon amidst the desert’s heat. And as I returned its look I forgot my triumph at finding it, and stopped still with my camel to wait for the dawn. For hours I waited, till the east grew grey and the stars faded, and the grey turned to roseal light edged with gold. I heard a moaning and saw a storm of sand stirring among the antique stones though the sky was clear and the vast reaches of desert still. Then suddenly above the desert’s far rim came the blazing edge of the sun, seen through the tiny sandstorm which was passing away, and in my fevered state I fancied that from some remote depth there came a crash of musical metal to hail the fiery disc as Memnon hails it from