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...renew, Far in the distant Cheviots blue, And, home returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell-route, and brawl. — Methought that still with tramp and...arches rang ; Methought grim" features, seamed with scars, Glared through the window's rusty bars. And ever, by the winter hearth, Old tales I heard of...

...returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell-route, and brawl. — Methought that still with trump and clang The gate-way's broken arches rang ; Methought grim features, seamed with scars, Glared through the window's rusty bars. And ever, by the winter hearth, Old tales I heard of...

...bewitched my mind Of Forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurr'd their horse. Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant...blue, And, home returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell, rout, and brawl. Methought that still with tramp and clang The gate-way's broken arches rang...

...bewitched my mind Of Forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurr'd their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant...blue, And, home returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell, rout, and brawl. Methought that still with tramp and clang The gate-way's broken arches rang...

...bewitched my mind, Of forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurred their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant...blue, And, home returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell-route, and brawl. — Methought that still with tramp and clang The gate-way's broken arches...

...renew, Far in the distant Cheviots blue, And, home returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell, rout, and brawl. Methought that still with tramp and clang The gate-way's broken arches rang ; J Methought grim features, seam'd with scars, Glar'd through the window's rusty bars. And ever by....

...bewitched my mind, Of forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurred their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant...blue, And, home returning, filled the hall With revel, wassell-route, and brawl.— Methought that still with tramp and clang The gate-way's broken arches...

...bewitch'd my mind Of Forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurr'd their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant Cheviots blue, And, home returning, fill'd the hall With revel, wassell-route, and brawl. Methought that still with cramp and clang The...

...bewitch'd my mind, Of forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurr'd their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant Cheviots blue, And, home returning, fill'd the hall With revel, wassel-route, and brawl. — Methought that still with trump and clang...