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spacious kitchen, from whose white walls, a
sketch of Vadstene palace, ships, and flowering
trees, in red chalk, still attract the eye.
Here where they cooked and roasted, is now
a large empty space: even the chimney is gone;
and from the ceiling where thick, heavy beams
of timber have been placed close to one another,
there hangs the dust-covered cobweb, as if the
whole were a mass of dark grey dropping stones.
We walk from hall to hall, and the wooden
shutters are opened to admit daylight. All is
vast, lofty, spacious, and adorned with antique
chimney-pieces, and from every window there
is a charming prospect over the clear, deep
Vettern. In one of the chambers in the ground
floor sat the insane Duke Magnus, (whose
stone image we lately saw conspicuous in the
church) horrified at having signed his own
brother’s death-warrant; dreamingly in love
with the portrait of Scotland’s Queen, Mary
Stuart; paying court to her and expecting
to see the ship, with her, glide over the sea
towards Vadstene. And she came – he thought
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