The Wanderings of Oisin: Book III (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
There was a green branch hung with many a bell When her own people ruled this tragic Eire; And from ...
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