Two Myths And A Fable

Clark Ashton Smith

(Written originally in Spanish: Dos Mitos Y Una Fabula)

Whither go ye, haughty warriors,
with coats of mail effulgent like the moon?
—We sally forth to slay the basilisk
in some deep gulf his eyes alone illumine.

Whither go ye, valiant mariners,
in your vessel colored like the leaves of autumn?
—We sail to seek some bright and verdant shore,
the last asylum of the unicorns.

Whither go ye, nameless wizards,
with robes out reddening the sunset gleam?
—We fare to find the jars of Solomon
and liberate the imprisoned genii.

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Printed on: November 19, 2017