Fedhwe Morningray

In the willow-meads of Elrendar I walked in the Spring.

''Ah! The sight and the smell of the Spring at Elrendar''

And I said that was good.

I wandered in Summer in the elm-woods of Ossindiph

''Ah! The light and the music in the Summer by the Seven Rivers of Ossin!''

And I thought that was best.

To the beeches of Eversong I came in the Autumn

''Ah! The gold and red and the sighing of the leaves in the''

Autumn at the Golden Strand.

It was more than my Desire.