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Then many a stately castle stood O’er dungeons dark and deep; Then many a noble robber wont The king’s highway to keep. Ah! these were not the times to praise, Thank God, we know more peaceful days.

Oh! better that the ivy wreath Should clothe the mouldering tower, Than it should be a place of strength, For passion and for power. All glory to those stern old times, But leave them to their minstrel rhymes.