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When I Set Out For Lyonnesse

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When I set out for Lyonnesse,         A hundred miles away,         The rime was on the spray,     And starlight lit my lonesomeness     When I set out for Lyonnesse         A hundred miles away.     What would bechance at Lyonnesse         While I should sojourn there         No prophet durst declare,     Nor did the wisest wizard guess     What would bechance at Lyonnesse         While I should sojourn there.     When I came back from Lyonnesse         With magic in my eyes,         None managed to surmise     What meant my godlike gloriousness,     When I came back from Lyonnesse         With magic in my eyes.

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