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I: There was a haunt, it does not change, / Not while the fiend its path invades; / But he who did its alleys range / Has willed his penance to its shades. / There still the nightshade breathes its pest / On fallen spirits not at rest.
II: It is the haunt it was of yore, / A den where thieves and harlots creep, / Where Nature's voice is heard no more, / Where guilt-stained men night-vigil keep, / And crimes like months afresh appear,- / Ere one runs out, another near.