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 has wandered high and wandered low
 * Through Norman chapel and dungeon cell;

The grand Crown Jewels that sparkle so,
 * And the Traitor's Gate, she has seen as well.

She has looked from the walls on the River, too,
 * And spent in the Armouries nearly an hour

Ah! holiday folks like our Miss Prue
 * Enjoy themselves when they come to the Tower!

But the Tower was a prison, in days of old,
 * And few, who got into it ever came out,

Though now we can visit the grim stronghold
 * Any day of the week, without fear or doubt.