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CARISBROOKE:

 

A BALLAD.

 

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Now woe to yon castle's ruthless tow'r!
Now woe to yon rugged wall!
And tenfold woe to the dreary hour
Which beheld our king in thrall;

 Oh Carisbrook! how thou smilest now,
Like a rebel bold and gay!
Ah soon may the ivy on thy brow
Creep over thy ruins grey!