Lord Dunsany,
The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories
“ Such are the Happy Isles, whereunto few have come, save but as roaming shadows in the night, and for only a little while.'But longer than is needed to make me strong and fierce again I may not stay, and at set of sun, when my arms are strong again, and when I feel in my legs that I can plant them fair and bent upon the floor of ocean, then I go back to take a new grip upon the waters of the Straits, and to guard the Further Seas again for a hundred years. Because the gods are jealous, lest too many men shall pass to the Happy Isles and find content. ”
