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This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."

Said we, then—the two, then—"Ah, can it

Have been that the woodlandish ghouls—

The pitiful, the merciful ghouls,

To bar up our way and to ban it

From the secret that lies in these wolds—

From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds—

Have drawn up the spectre of a planet

From the limbo of lunary souls—

This sinfully scintillant planet

From the Hell of planetary souls?"

(1847)