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Yes ye moss-green walls,

Ye towers defenceless, I revisit ye

Shame-stricken! Where are all your trophies now?

Your thronged courts, the revelry, the tumult,

That spoke the grandeur of my house, the homage

Of neighbouring barons?

Mysterious Mother.

Entering the castle of Ellangowan by a postern doorway which showed symptoms of h

            
            

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