Sonnets at the English Lakes by Hardwicke D. Rawnsley ... Second Edition |
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VII. THE HAUNTED HALL AT CALGARTH.
Calgarth, I never pass thy haunted plainBut I remember Heaven did well requite
Among his vines, the patriot Jezreelite,
Who would not sell his father's plot for gain:
Much water washed the Car's avenging stain;
A little earth holds Jezebel, but to spite
This modern Ahab, and to claim their right,
The Sculls, though brayed and burnt, return again.
“Now, guard thee! guard thee well, Myles Philipson,”
—So rang the curse—“We still thy tenants stay!”
“Ours is the dearest acre thou hast won,
Its fruits misfortune, loss of friends, decay!”
A ruined hall, a name wiped out, attests
How God avenged the murderer's yeoman-guests.
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