BOOK THE MINUTE: THERE AND BACK AGAIN

And I must borrow every shape to find expression... 

dance, 

dance like a dancing bear, 

cry like a parrot, 

chatter like an ape.

I am invulnerable,

 I have no Achilles heel, 

I will go on, 

and when I have prevailed I can say: 

at this point many a one has failed.

But what have I, 

but what have I, 

my friend, 

to give you, 

what can you receive from me?

Only the friendship 

and the sympathy 

of one 

about to reach 

a journeys end.  

"...but he lives like a King 

and he dallies, 

and he gathers, 

and he plucks, 

and he shines, 

and when the man dances; 

certainly boys, 

whatelse? 

The Piper pays him! 

Yessir,

 when the man dances;

 certainly boys,

 whatelse? 

The Piper pays him!"

"But he doesn't know the territory!"

(But our beginnings never know our ends!)

BOOK THE MINUTE: THERE AND BACK AGAIN

The Return of the King