On the horses of desire
Over the tossing trees
I have hunted the Pillar of
Fire
To his inmost fastnesses.
On the eagles of despair
Where the thunders meet,
I have hunted the Powers of
the Air
To their last retreat.
Over chasm and over crag
On the horned moon riding,
I have hunted the night-hag
To her furthest hiding.
On the lions of exultation
I ride to my doom!
No tears of human desolation
Shall find my tomb.