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"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. 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
e hunter, bearing my soul to the world. And I know now that he came down the stream in the dusk keeping well to the middle, and that he moved silently and swiftly among the ships, wielding a twin-bladed oar. I remember, now, the yellow gleaming of the great boats of the gods of the Pomp of Cities, and the huge prow above me of the gods of the Pride of Power, when Tarn, dipping his right blade into the river, lifted his left blade high, and the drops gleamed and fell. Thus Tarn the hunter took me to the world that faces across 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. H BARK THE GOD TARN THE HUNTER BEARING MY SOUL TO THE WORLD AND I KNOW NOW THAT HE CAME DOWN THE STREAM IN THE DUSK KEEPING WELL TO THE MIDDLE AND THAT HE MOVED SILENTLY AND SWIFTLY AMONG THE SHIPS WIELDING A TWIN BLADED OAR I REMEMBER NOW THE YELLOW GLEAMING OF THE GREAT BOATS OF THE GODS OF THE POMP OF CITIES AND THE HUGE PROW ABOVE ME OF THE GODS OF THE PRIDE OF POWER WHEN TARN DIPPING HIS RIGHT BLADE INTO THE RIVER LIFTED HIS LEFT BLADE HIGH AND THE DROPS GLEAMED AND FELL THUS TARN THE HUNTER TOOK ME TO THE WORLD THAT 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
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