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The Camp

So did the spade confirm what legends say.
That in the Haunted Camp, or in the wood
Beneath, a Roman garrison had stood
At bay with death ! 'Tis said no foot gave way
Upon the vallum on that fatal day,
When women momently in widowhood
Fought o'er their husbands.   Fallen in his blood
Her bones found rest, and there this dagger lay I
At night, we saw a mist ascend the hill.
Engulfing, wave on wave, the phantom wall ;
So, long ago, did savage hordes conceal
In mist their onset.   Could it be that Still
The spirits of the slain, beneath night's pall,
Were mustering at some ghoStly trumpet's peal ?

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