Now she hears a low voice say,

Deeper, deeper, deeper still; Hark! the black'ning billows play; Hark! the waves the vessel fill: Lower, lower, down we go;

All is dark and still below."

Now a flash of vivid light

On the rolling deep was seen!
And now the lady saw the knight,
With doublet rich, of gold and green:
From the sockets of his eyes,

A pale and streaming light she spies.

And now his form transparent stood,
Smiling with a ghastly mien:

And now the calm and boundless flood
Was like the emerald, bright and green;

And now 'twas of a troubled hue,
While" Deeper, deeper," sang the crew.

Slow advanced the morning light,

Slow they plough'd the wavy tide;
When, on a cliff of dreadful height,
A castle's lofty tow'r they spied:

The lady heard the sailor-band
Cry," Lady, this is Holy Land.

"Watch

"Watch no more the glitt'ring spray;

Watch no more the weedy sand; Watch no more the star of day; Lady, this is Holy Land:

This castle's lord shall welcome thee;

Then, lady, lady, cheerful be!"

Now the castle-gates they pass;
Now across the spacious square,
Cover'd high with dewy grass,
Trembling steals the lady fair:

And now the castle's lord was seen,

Clad in a doublet gold and green.

He led her through the Gothic hall,
With bones and skulls encircled round;
"Oh, let not this thy soul appal!"
He cried, "for this is holy ground.”

He led her through the chambers lone,
'Mid many a shriek and many a groan.

Now to the banquet-room they came :
Around a table of black stone,
She mark'd a faint and vapoury flame;

Upon the horrid feast it shone

And there, to close the madd'ning sight,
Unnumber'd spectres met the light.

Their

Their teeth were like the brilliant, bright;
Their eyes were blue as sapphire clear;
Their bones were of a polish'd white;
Gigantic did their ribs appear!

And now the knight the lady led,
And placed her at the table's head!

Just now the lady woke:-for she
Had slept upon the lofty tow'r,
And dreams of dreadful phantasie
Had fill'd the lonely moonlight hour:

Her pillow was the turret stone,

And on her breast the pale moon shone.

But now a real voice she hears:

It was her lover's voice; for he,

To calm her bosom's rending fears,

That night had cross'd the stormy sea:
"I come," said he, "from Palestine,
To prove myself, sweet Lady, thine."

ACKLAND, Sir Hugh, his Extraordinary Resus-

citation

Agreeable Explanation

Aix-la-Chapelle, Extraordinary Event at
Anatomical Professor, and the Dead Man
· Apparitions, Essay on

Apparition, the Castle

Apparition Investigated

Bed-Room, the Haunted

B.

Benighted Traveller, and Haunted Room

Chimney-Sweep, and Drunken Bucks

Church-Yard Encounter, or Heroic Midshipman

Church-Yard Ghost, and Milkman

170

Gassendi, the Philosopher, and Haunted Bed-Room

Ghost, thrice called for, as an Evidence in a Court of

Justice

Hammersmith Ghost

226

H.

156

Haunted Beach, or Power of Conscience on a Murderer 172

Imagination, Remarkable Instance of the Power of
Innocent Devil, or Agreeable Disappointment

Jealousy, Fatal Fffects of, or the Prussian Domino

Lady of the Black Tower

L.

45

201

J.