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I	A
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Who is she the poor Maniac whose wildly fix'd eyes	B
Seem a heart overcharged to express	C
She weeps not yet often and deeply she sighs	B
She never complains but her silence implies	B
The composure of settled distress	C
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II	A
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No aid no compassion the Maniac will seek	D
Cold and hunger awake not her care	E
Thro' her rags do the winds of the winter blow bleak	D
On her poor withered bosom half bare and her cheek	D
Has the deathy pale hue of despair	E
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III	A
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Yet chearful and happy nor distant the day	F
Poor Mary the Maniac has been	G
The Traveller remembers who journeyed this way	F
No damsel so lovely no damsel so gay	F
As Mary the Maid of the Inn	G
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IV	H
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Her chearful address fill'd the guests with delight	I
As she welcomed them in with a smile	J
Her heart was a stranger to childish affright	I
And Mary would walk by the Abbey at night	I
When the wind whistled down the dark aisle	J
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V	H
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She loved and young Richard had settled the day	I
And she hoped to be happy for life	H
But Richard was idle and worthless and they	I
Who knew him would pity poor Mary and say	I
That she was too good for his wife	H
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VI	H
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'Twas in autumn and stormy and dark was the night	I
And fast were the windows and door	K
Two guests sat enjoying the fire that burnt bright	I
And smoking in silence with tranquil delight	I
They listen'd to hear the wind roar	K
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VII	H
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Tis pleasant cried one seated by the fire side	I
To hear the wind whistle without	I
A fine night for the Abbey his comrade replied	I
Methinks a man's courage would now be well tried	I
Who should wander the ruins about	I
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VIII	H
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I myself like a school boy should tremble to hear	L
The hoarse ivy shake over my head	I
And could fancy I saw half persuaded by fear	M
Some ugly old Abbot's white spirit appear	M
For this wind might awaken the dead	I
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IX	I
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I'll wager a dinner the other one cried	I
That Mary would venture there now	N
Then wager and lose with a sneer he replied	I
I'll warrant she'd fancy a ghost by her side	I
And faint if she saw a white cow	N
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X	I
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Will Mary this charge on her courage allow	N
His companion exclaim'd with a smile	J
I shall win for I know she will venture there now	N
And earn a new bonnet by bringing a bough	N
From the elder that grows in the aisle	J
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XI	I
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With fearless good humour did Mary comply	H
And her way to the Abbey she bent	I
The night it was dark and the wind it was high	H
And as hollowly howling it swept thro' the sky	H
She shiver'd with cold as she went	I
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XII	I
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O'er the path so well known still proceeded the Maid	I
Where the Abbey rose dim on the sight	I
Thro' the gate way she entered she felt not afraid	I
Yet the ruins were lonely and wild and their shade	I
Seem'd to deepen the gloom of the night	I
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XIII	I
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All around her was silent save when the rude blast	I
Howl'd dismally round the old pile	J
Over weed cover'd fragments still fearless she past	I
And arrived in the innermost ruin at last	I
Where the elder tree grew in the aisle	J
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XIV	H
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Well pleas'd did she reach it and quickly drew near	M
And hastily gather'd the bough	N
When the sound of a voice seem'd to rise on her ear	L
She paus'd and she listen'd all eager to hear	L
Aud her heart panted fearfully now	N
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XV	H
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The wind blew the hoarse ivy shook over her head	I
She listen'd nought else could she hear	L
The wind ceas'd her heart sunk in her bosom with dread	I
For she heard in the ruins distinctly the tread	I
Of footsteps approaching her near	M
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XVI	H
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Behind a wide column half breathless with fear	M
She crept to conceal herself there	E
That instant the moon o'er a dark cloud shone clear	M
And she saw in the moon light two ruffians appear	M
And between them a corpse did they bear	E
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XVII	H
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Then Mary could feel her heart blood curdle cold	I
Again the rough wind hurried by	H
It blew off the hat of the one and behold	I
Even close to the feet of poor Mary it roll'd	I
She felt and expected to die	H
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XVIII	H
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Curse the hat he exclaims Nay come on and first hide	I
The dead body his comrade replies	I
She beheld them in safety pass on by her side	I
She seizes the hat fear her courage supplied	I
And fast thro' the Abbey she flies	I
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XIX	I
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She ran with wild speed she rush'd in at the door	K
She gazed horribly eager around	I
Then her limbs could support their faint burthen no more	K
And exhausted and breathless she sunk on the floor	K
Unable to utter a sound	I
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XX	I
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Ere yet her pale lips could the story impart	I
For a moment the hat met her view	H
Her eyes from that object convulsively start	I
For oh God what cold horror then thrill'd thro' her heart	I
When the name of her Richard she knew	H
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XXI	I
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Where the old Abbey stands on the common hard by	H
His gibbet is now to be seen	O
Not far from the road it engages the eye	H
The Traveller beholds it and thinks with a sigh	H
Of poor Mary the Maid of the Inn	G

Robert Southey

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