Song of Raven

Oh dear stranger, the story now before you,
Let me tell with innocence of youth;
Of a maid, both brave and noble,
Serving others well, and serving truth.

Let the stamping hooves, like drum-roll beating,
Hold your place, as your soul takes flight,
To delight in marvels, and ...some battles,
Both in the field, and youth's fair trials of right.