And the long passage send a dismal tune—
Music that ghosts delight in;—and now heed
Yon beauteous nymph, who must unmask the deed.
See! with majestic sweep she swims alone
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Through rooms, all dreary, guided by a groan;
Though windows rattle, and though tap'stries shake,
And the feet falter every step they take,
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'Mid groans and gibing sprights she silent goes,