Lovecraft, H P - The Quest Of Iranon

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The Quest of Iranon

by H. P. Lovecraft

Written 28 Feb 1921

Published July-August 1935 in The Galleon, Vol. 1, No. 5, 12-20.

Into the granite city of Teloth wandered the youth, vine-crowned, his yellow hair

glistening with myrrh and his purple robe torn with briers of the mountain Sidrak that lies

across the antique bridge of stone. The men of Teloth are dark and stern, and dwell in

square houses, and with frowns they asked the stranger whence he had come and what

were his name and fortune. So the youth answered:

"I am Iranon, and come from Aira, a far city that I recall only dimly but seek to find

again. I am a singer of songs that I learned in the far city, and my calling is to make

beauty with the things remembered of childhood. My wealth is in little memories and

dreams, and in hopes that I sing in gardens when the moon is tender and the west wind

stirs the lotus-buds."

When the men of Teloth heard these things they whispered to one another; for though in

the granite city there is no laughter or song, the stern men sometimes look to the Karthian

hills in the spring and think of the lutes of distant Oonai whereof travellers have told.

And thinking thus, they bade the stranger stay and sing in the square before the Tower of

Mlin, though they liked not the colour of his tattered robe, nor the myrrh in his hair, nor

his chaplet of vine-leaves, nor the youth in his golden voice. At evening Iranon sang, and

while he sang an old man prayed and a blind man said he saw a nimbus over the singer's

head. But most of the men of Teloth yawned, and some laughed and some went to sleep;

for Iranon told nothing useful, singing only his memories, his dreams, and his hopes.

"I remember the twilight, the moon, and soft songs, and the window where I was rocked

to sleep. And through the window was the street where the golden lights came, and where

the shadows danced on houses of marble. I remember the square of moonlight on the

floor, that was not like any other light, and the visions that danced on the moonbeams

when my mother sang to me. And too, I remember the sun of morning bright above the

many-coloured hills in summer, and the sweetness of flowers borne on the south wind

that made the trees sing.

"Oh Aira, city of marble and beryl, how many are thy beauties! How I loved the warm

and fragrant groves across the hyline Nithra, and the falls of the tiny Kra that flowed

though the verdant valley! In those groves and in the vale the children wove wreathes for

one another, and at dusk I dreamed strange dreams under the yath-trees on the mountain

as I saw below me the lights of the city, and the curving Nithra reflecting a ribbon of

stars.

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