<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537225" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hosting Of The Sidhe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The host is riding from Knocknarea<br>And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare;<br>Caoilte tossing his burning hair,<br>And Niamh calling Away, come away:<br>Empty your heart of its mortal dream.<br>The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round,<br>Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound,<br>Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam,<br>Our arms are waving, our lips are apart;<br>And if any gaze on our rushing band,<br>We come between him and the deed of his hand,<br>We come between him and the hope of his heart.<br>The host is rushing 'twixt night and day,<br>And where is there hope or deed as fair?<br>Caoilte tossing his burning hair,<br>And Niamh calling Away, come away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537225" data-title="The Hosting Of The Sidhe de William Butler Yeats" data-description="The host is riding from Knocknarea And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare; Caoilte tossing his burning hair, And Niamh calling Away, come away: Empty your heart of its mortal dream. The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round, Our cheeks are pale, our ..."></div> </div> </div>

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