BY
LORD DUNSANY
Come with me, ladies and gentlemen who are in any wise weary ofLondon: come with me: and those that tire at all of the world we know:for we have new worlds here.
In the morning of his two hundred and fiftieth year Shepperalk thecentaur went to the golden coffer, wherein the treasure of thecentaurs was, and taking from it the hoarded amulet that his father,Jyshak, in the years of his prime, had hammered from mountain gold andset with opals bartered from the gnomes, he put it upon his wrist, andsaid no word, but walked from his mother's cavern. And he took withhim too that clarion of the centaurs, that famous silver horn, that inits time had summoned to surrender seventeen cities of Man, and fortwenty years had brayed at star-girt walls in the Siege ofTholdenblarna, the citadel of the gods, what time the centaurs wagedtheir fabulous war and were not broken by any force of arms, butretreated slowly in a cloud of dust before the final miracle of thegods that They brought in Their desperate need from Their ultimatearmoury. He took it and strode away, and his mother only sighed andlet him go.
She knew that today he would not drink at the stream coming down fromthe terraces o