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See [[Anaximancer]].  The popular fame of Edvard von Craghelm is best summed up, in my opinion, in the following traditional ballad recorded in the [[Plain of Brahang]]:
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See [[Anaximancer]].  The popular fame of '''Edvard von Craghelm''' is best summed up, in my opinion, in the following traditional ballad recorded in the [[Plain of Brahang]]:
  
 
<blockquote>Edvard von Craghelm came to town
 
<blockquote>Edvard von Craghelm came to town

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See Anaximancer. The popular fame of Edvard von Craghelm is best summed up, in my opinion, in the following traditional ballad recorded in the Plain of Brahang:

Edvard von Craghelm came to town


Wearing a black and purple gown
With a blue-green cloak and a belt so red


And a midnight beret upon his head.

He entered the mart at the break of day


Waving the sellers and buyers away
And holding a staff so big and long


And singing his old von Craghelm song.

CHORUS:


With a rand-a-keer
And a ho-de-veer


Edvard von Craghelm makes it appear!

He took the beret right off his head


And put his hand inside it instead
And took out so many wondrous things


Too good, they say, for the richest of kings.

He pulled out a ball all made of gold


And next came a Dagger Sea pirate so bold
That walked and talked, and brandished his sword


And hid his treasure inside his hoard.

CHORUS:

And next he plucked right out of his hat


A brass-bound Aelfant, big and fat
And a darseed tree at the height of its bloom


And a full-sized Alezan grinding broom.

The magic beret it seemed to be done


But that wasn't all of von Craghelm's fun
He pulled out a whole pie from inside his cloak


And all of us laughed just to see the joke.

CHORUS:

Edvard marched from vill to vill


With his magic hat he earned his fill
Though his hands were quick, his feet were small


And he never could manage to fool us all.

Edvard von Craghelm was walking one day


From Egron to Gibbon† he made his way
Across Umbo Moor toward Wentzel Fen


And then, and then, and then, and then ...

FINAL CHORUS:


With a rand-a-keered
And a ho-de-veered


Edvard von Craghelm ... DISAPPEARED!

†Presumably Marsh Gibbon

Citations: Anaximancer, Plain of Brahang, Umbo Moor.

--Jcowan 01:09, 2 Oct 2004 (EDT)