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Rh Then, then I come down, as A swift-shooting star; "What light glitters yonder, So near yet so far?" Ere yet the amazement Hath passed from thee, sweet, My quest it is ended, I lie at thy feet!

 THE CASTLE ON THE MOUNTAIN.

stands an ancient castle On yonder mountain height, Where, fenced with door and portal, Once tarried steed and knight.

But gone are door and portal, And all is hushed and still; O'er ruined wall and rafter I clamber as I will.

A cellar with many a vintage Once lay in yonder nook; Where now are the cellarer's flagons And where is his jovial look?

No more he sets the beakers For the guests at the wassail feast; Nor fills a flask from the oldest cask For the duties of the priest.

No more he gives on the staircase The stoup to the thirsty squires, And a hurried thanks for the hurried gift Receives, nor more requires. 