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The Moor Ghost They hauled him to the crossroads As day was at its close; They hung him to the gallows And left him for the crows. His hands in life were bloody, His ghost will not be still He haunts the naked moorlands About the gibbet hill. And oft a lonely traveler Is found upon the fen Whose dead eyes hold a horror Beyond the world of men. The villagers then whisper, With accents grim and dour: This man has met at midnight The phantom of the moor. -- Robert E. Howard
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 23:58:34 +0000

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