Be careful how you go in the days to come,
Pay heed to what you do, Calontir.
You've a populace of grace and a beauty, oh,
A beauty all your own, Calontir.
Keep your sword arm swift on the fighting field
And your penstroke bold yet true;
Strive for nothing but your best in all endeavours,
This land deserves no less, Calontir.
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