I found myself grown weary with the world So I got into my car and drove, not very far, And before the day was done I had chased the setting sun To the sea-cliffs where the breakers crashed and curled.
I never knew how long it was I stood, And I watched the seabirds fly and I heard their lonely cry But at last I left the shore and the breakers' endless roar And the path led back and through a little wood.
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There I saw a man who wore a cloak of grey With a bright sword by his side, and swiftly he did ride Tall upon a milk-white steed, but he stopped and spoke to me ``Young fool!'' he cried, ``Why wander back this way?''
``There behind you are the cliffs that end the world Where the dragons flame and fly in the endless empty sky And the castle's ancient keep overhangs the vasty deep And the Western Kingdom's banners are unfurled.
``For the tourney will be starting with the dawn At the rising of the sun with a kingdom to be won. We must ride and reach the walls before the darkness falls--'' Then he spurred his mount and quickly he was gone.
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Then I watched him as he vanished from my sight And I longed once more to stand on the cliffs that end the land And I wondered if I'd see endless sky or circled sea But I turned away to face the falling night.
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