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/ The eve was a burning copper, / The night was a boundless black / Where wells of the lightning crumbled / And boiled with blazing rack, / When I came to the coal-black castle / With the wild rain on my back.
/ Thrice under its goblin towers, / Where the causey of rock was laid, / Thrice, there at its spider portal, / My scornful bugle brayed, / But never a warder questioned, -- / An owl's was the answer made.