Leag

"I hear Cuchulain's voice, and Emer's voice, The Lia Macha's neigh, the chariot's wheels, Farther away a bell bough's drowsy peals; And sleep lays heavy thumbs upon my eyes. I hear Cuchulain sing above the chime Of One Who comes to make the world rejoice, And comes again to blot away the skies, To wipe away the world and roll up Time."