Folk Poem: Lonely Quest

My love was wondering where I’d gone
He sought me long and weeping
But fellow travellers had I none
Save there were cliff-vines creeping

I wished him daring by my side
And bitter was my feeling
Alone I slashed a dragon’s hide
With bats around me wheeling

At last I fell, as fall I must
For I was fighting lonely
I crashed against the planet’s crust
Nor broke my breastbone only

And then I saw him fight my foes –
He whom I’d thought craven –
High on the peak my true love strove
With bats and with a dragon

Ah love, that I had bid you go
With me as my companion!
For lonely now you strike my foe
And lonely is this canyon.

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