Z 628 King Arthur II, 13: "Let not a moonborn elf mislead ye". lyrics

GRIMBALD

Let not a moon-born elf mislead ye

From your prey and from your glory;

Too far, alas, he has betray'd ye;

Follow the flames that wave before ye,

Sometimes sev'n, and sometimes one.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry on.

See, see the footsteps plain appearing.

That way Oswald chose for flying.

Firm is the turf and fit for bearing,

Where yonder pearly dews are lying.

Far he cannot hence be gone.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry on.