Lost again, Lyca's parents go away Over the valleys deep. They are lost again. Arm in arm for seven days They traced the desert ways. They are lost again. Seven nights they sleep and dream They see their child Captured in the desert wild. Lost again, Till before their way A crouching lion lay. Follow me...He said, Please weep not for the maid. In my palace deep, Your Lyca lies deep asleep. They look in his eyes, his eyes filled with deep surprise And wondering behold A spirit armed in gold. Lost again. On his head a crown, On his shoulders down Flowed his golden hair. Lost again. Gone was all their care. Lost again. And they followed where the vision led, Lost again. And saw their sleeping child among tigers wild.?
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