And came down thro' the forest sons 

 In their deep-ranked battalions 

 With practised steps and strong. 

 "Then heard I from the plateau rock 

 A lowing cow and a crowing cock— 

 Thin sounds in upper air. 

 And far below at the valley's end 

 I saw the morning smoke ascend 

 That showed me men were there. 

 "Ho! you lads, arouse, arouse! 

 He is descended to your house 

 Of whom wild legend ran. 

 On the roof of the world I dwelt five year, 

 Go, tell your master I am here 

 To be his serving-man. 

 "Ho! all you folk, I climbed above 

 The boundaries of hate and love. 

 Ho! such an one was I— 

 The wind it whistled to my bone. 

 I was alone, alone, alone 

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