.Beneath a mist-capped mountain,
An oaken forest did grow,
Around and ancient trackway,
That led to the old Barrow.
On a starlit night on the dark of the moon,
A torch lights the funeral pyre,
And the iciness in the tribe's hearts,
Are warmed by the heat of the .
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