The Spirit Monologue from The Land of Heart's Desire

From The Land of Heart's Desire by W.B. Yeats

any · melancholic · 1:08 min

We come unwillingly, for she whose gold We must now carry to the house in the woods Is dear to all our race. On the green plain, Beside the sea, a hundred shepherds live To mind her sheep; and when the nightfall comes They leave a hundred pans of white ewes’ milk Outside their doors, to feed us when the dawn Has driven us out of Finbar’s ancient house, And broken the long dance under the hill. (FIRST MERCHANT: Obey! I make a sign upon your hearts.) The sign of evil burns upon our hearts, And we obey. [They crowd through the window, and take out of the bags a small bag each. They are dressed in green robes and have ruddy hair. They are a little less than the size of men and women.

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