On Leaving Newstead Abbey
Why dost thou build the hall, Son of the winged days? Thou lookest
from thy tower to-day: yet a few years, and the blast of the desart
comes: it howls in thy empty court.-OSSIAN.
Through thy battlements, Newstead, the hollow winds whistle:
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