Gaily bedight, a gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, singing a song, In search of El Dorado. But he grew old - this knight so bold - And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found no spot of ground That looked like El Dorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow -- "Shadow," said he, "Where can it be -- This land of El Dorado?" "Over the Mountains of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," the shade replied, -- "If you seek for El Dorado!" Edgar Allen Poe, 1849