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by waysoftheearth » Tue Sep 11, 2018 11:48 am
Tet puts away more than his share of cider, regularly mentioning his need for refreshment after his cart-loading labours. With the pleasant buzz of Master Skip's apple and pear bubbly, and the enviable company encouraging him manfully, Tet partakes of the song and rhyme in the fullest.
Here's one, Tet announces in the mid-afternoon. Then he struggles to remember a ridiculous little verse that a distant relation once sung to him. Bless me if I can't barely recall the dratted thing!, he complains, but it would be just about right for this sort of thing! Eventually he manages to string a tune together...
Tha road goes ever on and on,
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow them who can!
Tha road goes ever on and on,
For days and nights be good or ill,
By turnip cart and oxen strong,
Arriv'd at last at HORNPIPE HILL.
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]