I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,
Some legend strange and vague,
That a midnight host of spectres pale
Beleaguered the walls of Prague.
...
The panting City cried to the Sea,
'I am faint with heat,--O breathe on me!'
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I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,
Some legend strange and vague,
That a midnight host of spectres pale
...