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The doors were wide, the story saith, / Out of the night came the patient wraith. / He might not speak, and he could not stir / A hair of the Baron's minniver. / Speechless and strengthless, a shadow thin, / He roved the castle to find his kin. / And oh! 'twas a piteous sight to see / The dumb ghost follow his enemy!
_The Return of Imray._
Before my spring I garnered autumn's gain, / Out of her time my field was white with grain, / The year gave up her secrets, to my woe. / Forced and deflowered each sick season lay / In mystery of increase and decay; / I saw the sunset ere men see the day, / Who am too wise in all I should not know.
_Without Benefit of Clergy._