I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,
Some legend strange and vague,
That a midnight host of spectres pale
Beleaguered the walls of Prague.
Similar to this was the Nacht Lager, or midnight camp, which seemed nightly to beleaguer the walls of Prague,
"With ghastly faces thronged, and fiery arms,"
but which disappeared upon recitation of the magical words, Vezelé, Vezelé, ho! ho! ho!—For similar delusions, see DELRIUS, pp. 294, 295.
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