maire bruin

Come, faeries, take me out of this dull house !
Let me have all the freedom I have lost;
Work when I will and idle when I will !
Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame !
—  The Land of Heart’s Desire - W.B. Yeats