by: Jaladha Tshamryl, Minstrel of Battledale date: Unknown source: Finder's Bane Clippity-cloppity bold Jonstan the Rover Rides misty-eyed down to the Dales again Into forests and fields, rare beauty all over, Land of his true loves - Aldee, Imthra, and Luthain, Elda and Mirta, Chalantha and Araine. Will he find yet another? Or be welcomed back? Long lasses aplenty catch his winking eye. Is it kisses he`ll taste soon? Or scorn everlasting? Love and laughter and soon away Jostan will fly. Come again over threshold and under dawn sky. Far across Faerun, a rover adventures free 'Til the Dales call him back to the plain. To Jale, Sharune, Aleese, and Rythree. Warm arms and hearth and a roof 'gainst rain 'Til his wandering feet bear him away again. Climbing far mountains, riding in high clover To Water-Deep and the shores of the Shining Sea. "Hark! Comes now bold Jonstan the Rover? Will he, oh will he ever come back to me?" The Dales call back the man wedded but free. Clippity-cloppity, bold Jonstan the Rover Comes riding down into the Dales again. Their forests and fields, rare beauty all over, His true love more than all the maidens in pain. My man is riding mist-eyed to the Dales a-gain. Clippity-cloppity, Bold Jonstan the Rover...
