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34 The way he scaled that steep ascent Was quite against all precedent; While others said he could but choose To do it on those demon shoes. They talked in vain, for Carl the Dane Was never seen in flesh again.

But now the lonely diggers say That sometimes at the close of day, They see a misty wraith flash by, With the faint echo of a cry. It may be true; perhaps they do: I doubt it much; but what say you?