hey friends it's a poem to my visit in parish
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When I sat out for lyonnesse
A Hundred miles away,
The rime was on the spray;
And starlight lit my lonesemeness
When I set out for lyonnesse
A hundred miles away.
What would behance at Lyonesse
While I should sojourn there,
No porphet drust declare;
Nor did the wisest wizard guess
What would behance at Lyonnesse
While I should sojourn there.
When I returned from Lyonnesse
With magic in my eyes,
All marked with mute surmise
My radiance rare and fathomless,
When I returned from lyonnesse
With magic in my eyes.
