The Poetical Works of William B. Yeats Volume 2

The Poetical Works of William B. Yeats Volume 2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911 edition. Excerpt: ... I will give you gifts That Aoife'll know, and all her people know, To have come from me. Showing cloak. My father gave me this. He came to try me, rising up at dawn Out of the cold dark of the rich sea. He challenged me to battle, but before My sword had touched his sword, told me his name, Gave me this cloak, and vanished. It was By women of the Country-under-Wave Out of the fleeces of the sea. O! tell her I was afraid, or tell her what you will. No; tell her that I heard a raven croak On the north side of the house, and was afraid. Conchobar. Some witch of the air has troubled Cuchulain's mind. Cuchulain. No witchcraft. His head is like a woman's head I had a fancy for. Can make a leaf confound us with memories. They run upon the wind and hurl the spells That make us nothing, out of the invisible They have gone to school to learn the trick of wind. it. Cuchulain. No, no--there's nothing out of common here. The winds are innocent--that arm ring, boy. A King. If I've your leave, I'll take this challenge up. Another King. No, give it me, High King, for this wild Aoife Has carried off my slaves. Another King. No, give it to me, For she has harried me in house and herd. Another King. I claim the fight. Other Kings together. And 11 And I! And I. Cuchulain. Back! back! Put up your swords! Put up your swords. There's none alive that shall accept a challenge I have refused. Laegaire, put up your sword. Young Man. No, let them come. If they've a mind for it, I'll try it out with any two together. Cuchulain. That's spoken as I'd have spoken it at your age. But you are in my house. Whatever man Would fight with you shall fight it out with me. They're dumb, they're dumb. How many of you would meet Draws sword. This mutterer, this old whistler, this...show more

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  • Paperback | 58 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 122g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236829816
  • 9781236829818