The Thomaster
Thomas
Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the wind that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow,
The days have gone down in the West, behind the hills, into shadow..
Where is the horse and the rider?
Where is the wind that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow,
The days have gone down in the West, behind the hills, into shadow..
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