There is a Weyr in northern lands,
Where they watch the rising star.
And it's been the bane of many a dragonman
From Sean and M'hall to F'lar.

My mother is headwoman,
Sewed my wherhide gear.
My father was a dragonman,
Here in Benden Weyr.

So Harpers, tell the children
How the dragonriders are.
They spend their lives with firestone and Thread
In the Weyr of the Rising Star.