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2    A hundred miles away,
4And starlight lit my lonesomeness
5When I set out for Lyonnesse
6    A hundred miles away.
7What would bechance at Lyonnesse
8    While I should sojourn there
9    No prophet durst declare,
10Nor did the wisest wizard guess
11What would bechance at Lyonnesse
12    While I should sojourn there.
13When I came back from Lyonnesse
14    With magic in my eyes,
17When I came back from Lyonnesse

Notes

1] The 1914 edition lacks the date "1870" following the title.
Lyonesse: a legendary region, associated with King Arthur and thought now to be under sea. Back to Line
3] rime: frost forming on the windward side. Back to Line
15] All marked with mute: "None managed to" in 1914. Back to Line
16] "What meant my godlike gloriousness" in 1914. Back to Line
18] eyes!: "eyes." in 1914. Back to Line