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(The Song of the Wild)
Rugged and dark are my paths to fame, / Shadowed by men who have gone, / Buried, but rising to point the way / To he who shall seek the dawn; / Haggard and grey, be ye not afraid, / But greet with a fearless hand / The shapes that await in the silence, / My sentinels of the land.