There's not a kingdom on the earth I haven't traveled over and over and though I know not whence my birth yet when I come you know my roar. I through the town do take my flight and through the fields and meadows green and whether it be day or night I neither am nor can be seen.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.