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Sir Harrey made a paraliss journey over the mountains, across the badlands and into the marshlands
Where the beautifull swamp lilly grows.
It took 3 weeks and Lady Larken had all but given up hope that he would find a true princess
And one sunny morning in mid april when the crocasus were just beginning to dot the medows
The lookout in the north round tower spied two distant figures approaching at full gallop
The alarm was spread
Sir Harry is back! Sir Harry is back with the new princess
Now lets see how does that part go in the old story
On a stormy night to the castle door came a lass the prince had been waiting for
That of course is utterly untrue
It didn't storm that night at all
In fact it wasnt even night and the princess only looked as though she'd come in from a storm