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The hunter stood beside me, who blew the mighty horn;
I saw that he was hunting the gentle unicorn-
But the unicorn is noble, he knows his gentle birth
He knows that god has chosen him above all beast on earth
The unicorn is noble; he keeps him safe and high…
Upon a narrow path and step climbing to the sky;
And there no man can take him, he scorns the hunters dart,
And only a virgins magic power shall tame his haughty heart.
(out of James Cross Giblins research)