far from the lonely mountain

a second's thought would give not one soul pause
but we are forced to halt and listen long
to what would be forbidden by most laws

we long shall wait in vain for springtime's thaws
and wonder just how all things went so wrong
a second's thought would not give one soul pause

beyond the mountains dragons with huge maws
wait to entice us in their scaly throng
to what would be forbidden by most laws

we see these creatures with their giant claws
ready to consume us both weak and strong
a second's thought would not give one soul pause

we have not understood their hunger's cause
nor how the sweetest honours might belong
to what would be forbidden by most laws

no word will counteract the final clause
we hear the voices in a sort of song
a second's thought would not give one soul pause
to what would be forbidden by most laws