The Swans of Gar's Edge

Wolcensmen

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Ashen, berimed and worn
Shivering by the shore
Borne upon sheets of ice
I am forlorn

Bitten by frost and fright
Blind in a field of white
Glowering ghosts Arise
Hither and nigh

Great are the Swans of Gar's cold Edge

Chidden by throthful eyes
Wordless yet wholly wise
Who for an oath that I'll
Ever abide

Great are the Swans of Gar's cold Edge
Still are the wings that once were fledge
Fair is the twin that maddens least
Bound are the mouths of wiser beasts

Wings of the wakeful
Born of a thaw yet nigh
Words of the wealsome
Sworn to a soul on high

Wings of the wakeful
Born of a thaw yet nigh
Words of the wealsome
Sworn to a soul on high

Wings of the wakeful
Born of a thaw yet nigh
Words of the wealsome
Sworn to a soul on high

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