I saw four fine creatures,
travelling in company,

Their tracks were dark,
their trail very black,

The bird that floats in the air,
swoops less swiftly than their leader,

Drudgery was it for the fellow,
who taught all four of them their ways,

On their ceaseless visits,
to the vessel of gold.

I think it's shadows, they have dark trails and move "swiftly" and "ceaseless[ly]" to the Vessel of gold, or the sun and leave dark black trails.

Not sure about the drudgery line, or how four comes in to play- seasons, maybe? or time?

I'm new- this is a great site!

Posted by amadeus on 2004-12-23 19:48:14