Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came

 

 

There they stood, ranged along the hill-sides, met
To view the last of me, a living frame
For one more picture ! in a sheet of flame
I saw them and I knew them all. And yet
Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,
And blew.
“Child Roland to the Dark Tower came.”

 

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