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From these three little kingdoms that are named the Inner Lands the young men stole constantly away. One by one they went, and no one knew why they went save that they had a longing to behold the Sea. Of this longing they spoke little, but a young man would become silent for a few days, and then, one morning very early, he would slip away and slowly climb Poltarnee's difficult slope, and having attained the top pass over and never return. FROM THESE THREE LITTLE KINGDOMS THAT ARE NAMED THE INNER LANDS THE YOUNG MEN STOLE CONSTANTLY AWAY ONE BY ONE THEY WENT AND NO ONE KNEW WHY THEY WENT SAVE THAT THEY HAD A LONGING TO BEHOLD THE SEA OF THIS LONGING THEY SPOKE LITTLE BUT A YOUNG MAN WOULD BECOME SILENT FOR A FEW DAYS AND THEN ONE MORNING VERY EARLY HE WOULD SLIP AWAY AND SLOWLY CLIMB POLTARNEY'S DIFFICULT SLOPE AND HAVING ATTAINED THE TOP PASS OVER AND NEVER RETURN
 dark places, afar from the music of cities and from the dance of the cities afar, they make there the music of the country places and dance the country dance. Amiable, near and friendly appears to these men the sun, and as he is genial to them and tends their younger vines, so they are kind to the little woodland things and any rumour of the fairies or old legend. And when the light of some little distant city makes a slight flush upon the edge of the sky, and the happy golden windows of the homesteads stare gleaming into the dark, then the old and holy figure of Romance, cloaked even to the face, comes down out of hilly woodlands and bids dark shadows to rise and dance, and sends the forest creatures forth to prowl, and lights in a moment in her bower of grass the little glowworm's lamp, and brings a hush down over the grey lands, and out of it rises faintly on far-off hills the voice of a lute. There are not in the world lands more prosperous and happy than Toldees, Mondath, Arizim. AND IN THE WORLD'S DARK PLACES AFAR FROM THE MUSIC OF CITIES AND FROM THE DANCE OF THE CITIES AFAR THEY MAKE THERE THE MUSIC OF THE COUNTRY PLACES AND DANCE THE COUNTRY DANCE AMIABLE NEAR AND FRIENDLY APPEARS TO THESE MEN THE SUN AND HE IS AS GENIAL TO THEM AND TENDS THEIR YOUNGER VINES SO THEY ARE KIND TO THE LITTLE WOODLAND THINGS AND ANY RUMOR OF THE FAIRIES OR OLD LEGEND AND WHEN THE LIGHT OF SOME LITTLE DISTANT CITY MAKES A SLIGHT FLUSH UPON THE EDGE OF THE SKY AND THE HAPPY GOLDEN WINDOWS OF THE HOMESTEAD STAIR GLEAMING INTO THE DARK THEN THE OLD AND HOLY FIGURE OF ROMANCE CLOAKED EVEN TO THE FACE COMES DOWN OUT OF HILLY WOODLANDS AND BIDS DARK SHADOWS TO RISE AND DANCE AND SENDS THE FOREST CREATURES FORTH TO PROWL AND LIGHTS IN A MOMENT IN HER BOWER OF GRASS THE LITTLE GLOW WORM'S LAMP AND BRINGS A HUSH DOWN OVER THE GREY LANDS AND OUT OF IT RISES FAINTLY ON FAR OFF HILLS THE VOICE OF A LUTE THERE ARE NOT IN THE WORLD LANDS MORE PROSPEROUS AND HAPPY THAN TOLD EES MANDAT A REASON
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