The Palace of Exile

For seven years I dwelt

In the loose palace of exile,

Playing strange games

With the girls of the island.

Now I have come again

To the land of the fair, & the strong, & the wise.

Brothers & sisters of the pale forest

O children of Night

Who among you will run with the hunt?

Now Night arrives with her purple legion.

Retire now to your tents & to your dreams.

Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth.

I want to be ready