Tom At Cruachan
William Butler Yeats
On Cruachan’s plain slept he That must sing in a rhyme What most could shake his soul: ‘The stallion Eternity Mounted the mare of Time, ‘Gat the foal of the world.’
On Cruachan’s plain slept he That must sing in a rhyme What most could shake his soul: ‘The stallion Eternity Mounted the mare of Time, ‘Gat the foal of the world.’