"CRYSTALLISED."
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.
-William Butler Yeats, "The Land of Heart's Desire," 1894
"CRYSTALLISED."
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.
-William Butler Yeats, "The Land of Heart's Desire," 1894
