They say the place is bewitched,
that it has been put under a spell.
Some call it the enchanted castle,
for every visitor will tell
that no sooner have you crossed the draw-bridge,
and step in through its gatehouse,
than an eerie silence befalls
one and all,
from which silence none can be aroused.
This is the enchanted castle,
it leaves visitors spell-bound.
Having become the enchantee,
they leave without turning around.
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