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Orleans was hush'd in sleep Stretch'd on her couch	A
The delegated Maiden lay with toil	B
Exhausted and sore anguish soon she closed	C
Her heavy eye lids not reposing then	D
For busy Phantasy in other scenes	E
Awakened Whether that superior powers	F
By wise permission prompt the midnight dream	G
Instructing so the passive faculty	H
Or that the soul escaped its fleshly clog	I
Flies free and soars amid the invisible world	J
And all things 'are' that 'seem'	G
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Along a moor	K
Barren and wide and drear and desolate	L
She roam'd a wanderer thro' the cheerless night	M
Far thro' the silence of the unbroken plain	N
The bittern's boom was heard hoarse heavy deep	O
It made most fitting music to the scene	P
Black clouds driven fast before the stormy wind	Q
Swept shadowing thro' their broken folds the moon	R
Struggled sometimes with transitory ray	S
And made the moving darkness visible	T
And now arrived beside a fenny lake	U
She stands amid its stagnate waters hoarse	V
The long sedge rustled to the gales of night	M
An age worn bark receives the Maid impell'd	W
By powers unseen then did the moon display	S
Where thro' the crazy vessel's yawning side	X
The muddy wave oozed in a female guides	Y
And spreads the sail before the wind that moan'd	Z
As melancholy mournful to her ear	A2
As ever by the dungeon'd wretch was heard	B2
Howling at evening round the embattled towers	F
Of that hell house of France ere yet sublime	G
The almighty people from their tyrant's hand	C2
Dash'd down the iron rod	D2
Intent the Maid	E2
Gazed on the pilot's form and as she gazed	F2
Shiver'd for wan her face was and her eyes	G2
Hollow and her sunk cheeks were furrowed deep	O
Channell'd by tears a few grey locks hung down	H2
Beneath her hood then thro' the Maiden's veins	I2
Chill crept the blood for as the night breeze pass'd	J2
Lifting her tattcr'd mantle coil'd around	K2
She saw a serpent gnawing at her heart	L2
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The plumeless bat with short shrill note flits by	M2
And the night raven's scream came fitfully	H
Borne on the hollow blast Eager the Maid	E2
Look'd to the shore and now upon the bank	N2
Leaps joyful to escape yet trembling still	O2
In recollection	P2
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There a mouldering pile	Q2
Stretch'd its wide ruins o'er the plain below	R2
Casting a gloomy shade save where the moon	R
Shone thro' its fretted windows the dark Yew	S2
Withering with age branched there its naked roots	T2
And there the melancholy Cypress rear'd	U2
Its head the earth was heav'd with many a mound	K2
And here and there a half demolish'd tomb	G
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And now amid the ruin's darkest shade	E2
The Virgin's eye beheld where pale blue flames	V2
Rose wavering now just gleaming from the earth	W2
And now in darkness drown'd An aged man	X2
Sat near seated on what in long past days	Y2
Had been some sculptur'd monument now fallen	P2
And half obscured by moss and gathered heaps	Z2
Of withered yew leaves and earth mouldering bones	A3
And shining in the ray was seen the track	B3
Of slimy snail obscene Composed his look	C3
His eye was large and rayless and fix'd full	D3
Upon the Maid the blue flames on his face	E3
Stream'd a pale light his face was of the hue	S2
Of death his limbs were mantled in a shroud	F3
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Then with a deep heart terrifying voice	G3
Exclaim'd the Spectre 'Welcome to these realms	H3
These regions of DESPAIR O thou whose steps	I3
By GRIEF conducted to these sad abodes	I3
Have pierced welcome welcome to this gloom	G
Eternal to this everlasting night	M
Where never morning darts the enlivening ray	S
Where never shines the sun but all is dark	J3
Dark as the bosom of their gloomy King '	-
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So saying he arose and by the hand	C2
The Virgin seized with such a death cold touch	K3
As froze her very heart and drawing on	L3
Her to the abbey's inner ruin led	M3
Resistless Thro' the broken roof the moon	R
Glimmer'd a scatter'd ray the ivy twined	Q
Round the dismantled column imaged forms	I3
Of Saints and warlike Chiefs moss canker'd now	N3
And mutilate lay strewn upon the ground	K2
With crumbled fragments crucifixes fallen	P2
And rusted trophies and amid the heap	O
Some monument's defaced legend spake	U
All human glory vain	N
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The loud blast roar'd	O3
Amid the pile and from the tower the owl	P3
Scream'd as the tempest shook her secret nest	Q3
He silent led her on and often paus'd	R3
And pointed that her eye might contemplate	S3
At leisure the drear scene	P
He dragged her on	L3
Thro' a low iron door down broken stairs	I3
Then a cold horror thro' the Maiden's frame	G
Crept for she stood amid a vault and saw	I3
By the sepulchral lamp's dim glaring light	M
The fragments of the dead	M3
'Look here ' he cried	X
'Damsel look here survey this house of Death	T3
O soon to tenant it soon to increase	I3
These trophies of mortality for hence	I3
Is no return Gaze here behold this skull	T
These eyeless sockets and these unflesh'd jaws	I3
That with their ghastly grinning seem to mock	U3
Thy perishable charms for thus thy cheek	V3
Must moulder Child of Grief shrinks not thy soul	W3
Viewing these horrors trembles not thy heart	L2
At the dread thought that here its life's blood soon	R
Now warm in life and feeling mingle soon	R
With the cold clod a thought most horrible	T
So only dreadful for reality	H
Is none of suffering here here all is peace	I3
No nerve will throb to anguish in the grave	X3
Dreadful it is to think of losing life	Y3
But having lost knowledge of loss is not	Z3
Therefore no ill Haste Maiden to repose	I3
Probe deep the seat of life '	-
So spake DESPAIR	A4
The vaulted roof echoed his hollow voice	I3
And all again was silence Quick her heart	L2
Panted He drew a dagger from his breast	Q3
And cried again 'Haste Damsel to repose	I3
One blow and rest for ever ' On the Fiend	B4
Dark scowl'd the Virgin with indignant eye	M2
And dash'd the dagger down He next his heart	L2
Replaced the murderous steel and drew the Maid	E2
Along the downward vault	C4
The damp earth gave	X3
A dim sound as they pass'd the tainted air	A4
Was cold and heavy with unwholesome dews	I3
'Behold ' the fiend exclaim'd 'how gradual here	A2
The fleshly burden of mortality	H
Moulders to clay ' then fixing his broad eye	M2
Full on her face he pointed where a corpse	I3
Lay livid she beheld with loathing look	C3
The spectacle abhorr'd by living man	X2
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'Look here ' DESPAIR pursued 'this loathsome mass	I3
Was once as lovely and as full of life	Y3
As Damsel thou art now Those deep sunk eyes	I3
Once beam'd the mild light of intelligence	I3
And where thou seest the pamper'd flesh worm trail	D4
Once the white bosom heaved She fondly thought	E4
That at the hallowed altar soon the Priest	F4
Should bless her coming union and the torch	G4
Its joyful lustre o'er the hall of joy	H4
Cast on her nuptial evening earth to earth	W2
That Priest consign'd her and the funeral lamp	I4
Glares on her cold face for her lover went	J4
By glory lur'd to war and perish'd there	A4
Nor she endur'd to live Ha fades thy cheek	V3
Dost thou then Maiden tremble at the tale	D4
Look here behold the youthful paramour	A4
The self devoted hero '	-
Fearfully	D4
The Maid look'd down and saw the well known face	I3
Of THEODORE in thoughts unspeakable	D4
Convulsed with horror o'er her face she clasp'd	K4
Her cold damp hands 'Shrink not ' the Phantom cried	X
'Gaze on for ever gaze ' more firm he grasp'd	K4
Her quivering arm 'this lifeless mouldering clay	D4
As well thou know'st was warm with all the glow	D4
Of Youth and Love this is the arm that cleaved	K4
Salisbury's proud crest now motionless in death	T3
Unable to protect the ravaged frame	G
From the foul Offspring of Mortality	K4
That feed on heroes Tho' long years were thine	L4
Yet never more would life reanimate	K4
This murdered man murdered by thee for thou	N3
Didst lead him to the battle from his home	G
Else living there in peace to good old age	M4
In thy defence he died strike deep destroy	A4
Remorse with Life '	-
The Maid stood motionless	I3
And wistless what she did with trembling hand	K4
Received the dagger Starting then she cried	K4
'Avaunt DESPAIR Eternal Wisdom deals	I3
Or peace to man or misery for his good	K4
Alike design'd and sha	N4

Robert Southey

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