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THE SKAITH OF GUILLARDUN: 12 by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE

First Line: SO BEARING FAR ALONG THAT PLEASANT SHORE
Last Line: OR WHAT NEW QUEST MIGHT TO THEIR LORD BE SHOWN.
Subject(s): EXPLORERS; SEA VOYAGES; EXPLORING; DISCOVERY; DISCOVERERS;
So bearing far along that pleasant shore,
The white gull calling ever in their wake,
With stout arms resting on the ready oar,
Toward Totenois they drew as day did break.
There disembark'd, all eager to explore
The champaign fair, and find if hearts did ache
Under a thraldom ruthless as their own,
Or what new quest might to their lord be shown.



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