Moonbeams touch the soil Streak of fog surrounds the scene The eerie wind is howling A lantern light's the only gleam The one-eyed owl is calling Hands hold tight the iron-lamp The cold is paralyzing Ponderous steps trough misty damp The atmosphere's tremendous Seasoned men are choked with fear The presence of the phantom A strange and sublime power's near The figures bathed in moonlight A black dressed shape without a face Celestial phenomenon And he disappeared without a trace ...
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