What Inn is this
What Inn is this
Where for the night
Peculiar Traveller comes?
Who is the Landlord?
Where the maids?
Behold, what curious rooms!
No ruddy fires on the hearth
No brimming Tankards flow
Necromancer! Landlord!
Who are these below?
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