When i set out for lyonnesse
A hunderd miles away
The rime was on the spray
And star light lit my lyonnesse
When i set out for lyonnesse
What would be chance at lyonnesse
While i should sojourn there
No prophet durst declare
Nor did the wisest wizard guess
What would be chance 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
