That one, alone, Who`s dared and gone To seek the Magic Wonderstone, No fear, or care, Or black despair Shall heed until his journey`s done. Who knows, where grows The Mulgars` rose, In valleys `neath unmelting snows — All secrets, he Shall pierce and see, And walk unharmed where`er he goes.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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