English poem
O! O! O! O!
by W. B. Yeats
For golden-armed Iollan that I loved.
Forgael. Have buried nothing by my golden arms.
Forgael. And knitted mesh to mesh we grow immortal.
FOOTNOTE:
[C] The Violinist should time the music so as to finish when Aibric says “For everything is gone”.
THE UNICORN FROM THE STARS.