LXII.

But Juan posted on through Mannheim, Bonn,

Which Drachenfels[550] frowns over like a spectre

Of the good feudal times for ever gone,

On which I have not time just now to lecture.

From thence he was drawn onwards to Cologne,

A city which presents to the inspector

Eleven thousand maiden heads of bone.

The greatest number flesh hath ever known.[551]

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