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ROTHENBURG
I
A dream of gables and of olden days;
Of dragon-crested fountains, knights on tombs;
Of leaded panes, huge beakers, dungeon glooms;
Of banners, Gothic signboards, low-arched ways;
Of guilds, of 'prentices, of city frays;
Of patient armourers in raftered rooms;
Of weavers bending over household looms;
Of particoloured knaves; of mystery plays.
Of dragon-crested fountains, knights on tombs;
Of leaded panes, huge beakers, dungeon glooms;
Of banners, Gothic signboards, low-arched ways;
Of guilds, of 'prentices, of city frays;
Of patient armourers in raftered rooms;
Of weavers bending over household looms;
Of particoloured knaves; of mystery plays.
Ay, ay, a dream: and in the city square
A spectre soldiery, and phantom men,
Women, and children, kneeling as in prayer
Before a phantom Tilly, sitting there
On ghostly steed. ... And see, as even then
Dark doom is in his eyes; in theirs despair.
A spectre soldiery, and phantom men,
Women, and children, kneeling as in prayer
Before a phantom Tilly, sitting there
On ghostly steed. ... And see, as even then
Dark doom is in his eyes; in theirs despair.
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