Two Myths And A Fable
Whither go ye, haughty warriors,
with coats of mail effulgent like the moon?
-We sally forth to slay the basilisk
in some deep gulf his eyes alone illumine.
Whither go ye, valiant mariners,
in your vessel colored like the leaves of autumn?
-We sail to seek some bright and verdant shore,
the last asylum of the unicorns.
Whither go ye, nameless wizards,
with robes out reddening the sunset gleam?
-We fare to find the jars of Solomon
and liberate the imprisoned genii.
Clark Ashton Smith
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