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"But when my soul hath no more knowledge of the woods nor kindred any longer with the creatures of the dark, and when all that Tarn hath given it shall be lost, then Tarn shall take me back over the western seas, where all the remembered years lie floating idly aswing with the ebb and flow, to bring me again to the river of Munra O. BUT WHEN MY SOUL HATH NO MORE KNOWLEDGE OF THE WOODS NOR KINDRED ANY LONGER WITH THE CREATURES OF THE DARK AND WHEN ALL THAT TARN HATH GIVEN IT SHALL BE LOST THEN TARN SHALL TAKE ME BACK OVER THE WESTERN SEAS WHERE ALL THE REMEMBERED YEARS LIE FLOATING IDLY A SWING WITH YEB AND FLOW TO BRING ME AGAIN TO THE RIVER OF MANRA O
ss the sea of the west on the gate of Munra-O. And so it was that there grew upon me the glamour of the hunt, though I had forgotten Tarn, and took me into mossy places and into dark woods, and I became the cousin of the wolf and looked into the lynx’s eyes and knew the bear; and the birds called to me with half-remembered notes, and there grew in me a deep love of great rivers and of all western seas, and a distrust of cities, and all the while I had forgotten Tarn. “I know not what high galleon shall come for thee, O King, nor what rowers, clad with purple, shall row at the bidding of gods when thou goest back with pomp to the river of Munra-O. But for me Tarn waits where the Seas of the West break over the edge of the world, and, as the years pass over me and the love of the chase sinks low, and as the glamour of the dark woods and mossy places dies down in my soul, ever louder and louder lap the ripples against the canoe of birch bark where, holding his twin-bladed oar, Tarn waits. AT FACES ACROSS THE SEA OF THE WEST ON THE GATE OF MANRA O AND SO IT WAS THAT THERE GREW UPON ME THE GLAMOUR OF THE HUNT THOUGH I HAD FORGOTTEN TARN AND TOOK ME INTO MOSSY PLACES AND INTO DARK WOODS AND I BECAME THE COUSIN OF THE WOLF AND LOOKED INTO THE LYNX'S EYES AND KNEW THE BEAR AND THE BIRDS CALLED TO ME WITH HALF REMEMBERED NOTES AND THERE GREW IN ME A DEEP LOVE OF GREAT RIVERS AND OF ALL WESTERN SEAS AND A DISTRUST OF CITIES AND ALL THE WHILE I HAD FORGOTTEN TARN I KNOW NOT WHAT HIGH GALLEON SHALL COME FOR THEE O KING NOR WHAT WHAT ROWERS CLAD WITH PURPLE SHALL ROW AT THE BIDDING OF GODS WHEN THOU GOEST BACK WITH POMP TO THE RIVER OF MUNRA O BUT FOR ME TARN WAITS WHERE THE SEAS OF THE WEST BREAK OVER THE EDGE OF THE WORLD AND AS THE YEARS PASS OVER ME AND THE LOVE OF THE CHASE SINK SLOW AND AS THE GLAMOUR OF THE DARK WOODS AND MOSSY PLACES DIES DOWN IN MY SOUL EVER LOUDER AND LOUDER LAP THE RIPPLES AGAINST THE CANOE OF BIRCH BARK WHERE HOLDING HIS TWIN BLADED OAR TARNED WEIGHTS
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