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The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.)

Selected and revised by the author. Copyright edition. In two volumes

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THE DESERTED PALACE.
  
  
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THE DESERTED PALACE.

I

Broken are the Palace windows,
Rotting is the Palace floor.
And the damp wind thro' the arras
Sighs, and swings the creaking door.
But it only starts the white owl
Perch'd upon a monarch's throne,
And the hungry rat that's gnawing
Harpstrings tuneless every one.

II

Dare you linger here at nightfall,
When the hornèd owls do shout,
And the bat, the newt, the viper,
And the dead men's ghosts come out?
Peep not, curious fool! nor enter
Here where nobler things have been.
Lest you find a Phantom, sitting
Throned where sat, long since, a Queen.