How mournfully sing
The lingering winds
Of Kyne’s once-great land,
How empty they lie
The snow-white hills
Buried in shattered strand.
Where now the laughter
Whose ringing toll
Merried Companion’s hall?
Where now the song
Whose joyous refrain
Recounted enemy’s fall?
Where now the Voice
Whose thunder rolled
O’er the Throat of the World?
Where now the roar
Of warriors and thanes
Their banners in wind unfurled?
Where now the Kings
In halls of stone?
Where now their stratagems bold?
Where now the priests
Beggars and skalds
The people with hair of gold?
Lay still my heart
And mournfully sing
Of brave deeds ere they fell,
‘neath snow-white hills
Of Kyne’s great land
Where ashes alone can tell.
Where ashes alone can tell.
Librarian’s note: Librarian’s note: From the Folio Dispertitae Dyadem; compiled by Haintabi Suul, Professor of Pre-Exilic Literature, University of New Gwylim. The original manuscript is almost unreadable without luminocentric magic, and this version of the text is taken from Professor Suul’s hand-written copy. According to Professor Suul’s notes it was composed by Telvanni Kiran Sul Saren, a Magister who left his House and home to become a priest of Kynareth. Sul Saren’s wife Brynhil, a Nord Shield-Maiden, was killed during the Siege of the Imperial City and he made pilgrimage to Skyrim to scatter her ashes. According to Exilic archives Sul Saren was not registered with C0DA and his fate is unknown.