Gaily bedight,
⁠A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
⁠Had journeyed long,
⁠Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

⁠But he grew old—
⁠This knight so bold—
And o’er his heart a shadow
⁠Fell as he found
⁠No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

⁠And, as his strength
⁠Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow—
⁠»Shadow,» said he,
⁠»Where can it be—
This land of Eldorado?»

⁠»Over the Mountains
⁠Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
⁠Ride, boldly ride,»
⁠The shade replied,—
«If you seek for Eldorado!»

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