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Percy Bysshe Shelley

A shovel of his ashes took

From the hearth’s obscurest nook,

Muttering mysteries as she went.

Helen and Henry knew that Granny

Was as much afraid of Ghosts as any,

And so they followed hard—

But Helen clung to her brother’s arm,

And her own spasm made her shake.