And ancient towers crown his brow,
That cast an awful look below;
Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps,
And with her arms from falling keeps;
So both, a safety from the wind,
On mutual dependence find.
’Tis now the raven’s bleak abode;
’Tis now th’ apartment of the toad;
And there the fox securely feeds;
And there the poisonous adder breeds;