We Heortlings of bold Sartar,
Bearing swords we traverse afar,
Pavis and Rubble, far Griffin Mountain,
Following plunder and gold.
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Sartar of wonder, Sartar of might,
Sartar with royal beauty bright
Red Moon beating, still proceeding,
Guide us to the heroes fight.
Born a babe of Larnste and Ilor:
Goldentongue, we bring him spare grain,
Wander f'rever, ceaving never,
Through his trade we all gain.
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Several cows to offer have I;
Beef-steak pleases a deity's eye,
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship him, Orlanth the Storm.
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Lankhor Mhy; the wise grey lord
Livers a life of gathering words,
Reading, writing, legally pleading,
Seal'd in a stone cold tomb.
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Glorious, be-hold Elmal arise
Sun and God and sacrifice,
Heortling sings, "Hail Elmal bright!"
Hail Elmal bright!" Ernalda replies.
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