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PHANTASMAGORIA.
"Since then I've often wished that I
Had been a Spectre born:
But what's the use?" (He heaved a sigh.)
"They are the ghost-nobility,
And look on us with scorn.
"My phantom-life was soon begun:
When I was barely six,
I went out with an older one—
And just at first I thought it fun,
And went at it like bricks.
"I've haunted dungeons, castles, towers—
Wherever I was sent:
I've often sat and howled for hours,
Drenched to the skin with driving showers,
Upon a battlement.
