In Tirel! Poem by Sophia White

In Tirel! In Tirel!
I can hear the beat of wings,
Feathered wings of white.
I can hear the Pegasus wings,
In the starlit, moonlit night.
I can hear the tapping hooves,
Obsidian hooves so light.
I can hear the Satyr hooves,
Flashing dark yet bright.
I can hear the ring of horns,
Spiraled horns of gold.
I can hear the unicorn horns,
A thousand ages old.
I can hear the rustling wings,
Wings light and small but bold.
I can hear the fairy wings,
Under fern leaves fresh unrolled.
In Tirel! In Tirel!
I can see the shining city,
The city grand and rare.
I can see Myana city,
With her winsome air.
I can see the dancing people,
People tall and fair.
I can see the Tirelan people,
With garlands in their hair.
I can see the splashing fountain,
The alabaster fountain bright.
I can see the Pegasi Fountain,
Tossing water skilled and light.
I can see the sparkling castle,
The castle of pearls all white.
I can see Tira Castle,
The most astounding sight.
In Tirel! In Tirel!
O the sun is never far,
The Wind is never cold,
And the rain is friends with the light
In Tirel so green and bold.
O the night is never dark,
The winter never cruel,
And the Spring knows Autumn’s name
In Tirel where the Wintonwi rule.
In Tirel!
In Tirel!