I wonder where the valley ends?
On, comrades, on.
Another Wise Man
The rain-red road,
Still shining sinuously, bends
Leagues upwards.
A Third Wise Man
To the hill, O friends,
To seek the star that once has glowed
Before us; turning not to right
Nor left, nor backward once looking.
Till we have clomb—and with the night
We see the King.
All the Wise Men
The King! The King!
The Third Wise Man
Long is the road but—
A Fourth Wise Man