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BOHEMIAN LEGENDS.

But still the hand unseen doth play.
The anthem of their native land.
And even now by Hradčan’s walls,
Some say, that still a magic hand
Is heard to play, when patriots high
Beneath the ramparts sadly stray.
’Tis said, that those who once have heard
Can ne’er forget that haunting lay.