The path awaits outstanding truth;
hardly brushed by feet of kings.
Hither drawn on ancient guide;
eternal reverberating.
Cringing under peerless beauty;
reason hinders not renown.
Effulgently beams the duty;
mighteous armies summon now.
Beacon, light this friendless chain,
gift unknown to ungulate.
Trample over miry dust,
oblivious unfortunate.