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[Old Hall of [Elbë] ruined lonely now]
Old Hall of [Elbë] ruined lonely nowHouse to which the voice of life shall never more return
Chambers roofless desolate where weeds and ivy grow
Windows through whose broken arches the night winds sadly mourn
Home of the departed the long departed dead
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