The moon is glittering above the hill.
I stand before the gateposts of the King—
So runs the story
Of Thule, at midnight when the mice are still.
And I have been in Thule! It has come true—
The journey and the danger of the world,
All that there is
To bear and to enjoy, endure and do.
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