"Cnoc Sidhe Gamhna "
"Advance, Advance ! for a farewell dance,
Ere the nightly pomp is o'er:
From a Mushroom's cone shall our pipers drone,
The sward our elastic floor:
While the Phooka-horse holds his frantic course
Over woods and mountain-fall,
And the Banshee's croon a rhythmic rune.
From the crumbling ivied wall!"
"The Fairies of Knockshegowna"
by R.D. Williams
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