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Composed among the ruins of a castle in North Wales by William Wordsworth Read for LibriVox.org by Charlotte Duckett Through shattered galleries, mid roofless halls, Wandering with timid footsteps oft portrayed, The stranger sighs, nor scruples to unbraid.
Old time, he thought, gentlest amongst the thralls of destiny, Upon these wounds hath laid his lenient touches, Soft as light that falls from the one moon Upon the towers and walls Light deepening the profoundest sleep of shade
Relic of kings Wreck of forgotten wars The wind abandoned and the prying stars Time loves thee At his call the seasons twine luxuriant reefs around thy forehead whore
But, though past pomp no changes can restore A soothing recompense His gift is thine.
