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Who goes with Fergus?
| Who will go drive with Fergus now, | | And pierce the deep wood’s woven shade, | | And dance upon the level
shore? | | Young man, lift up your russet brow, | | And lift your tender eyelids, maid, | | And brood on hopes
and fear no more. | | | | | | And no more turn aside and brood | | Upon love’s bitter mystery; | | For Fergus rules the
brazen cars, | | And rules the shadows of the wood, | | And the white breast of the dim sea | | And all dishevelled
wandering stars. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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