English poem
Second Merchant
by W. B. Yeats
When the dew rose I hurried in like feathers to the east, And saw nine hundred oxen driven through Meath With goads of iron. They're but three days from us.
Versos English W. B. Yeats Second Merchant
Versos English W. B. Yeats Second Merchant
English poem
by W. B. Yeats
When the dew rose I hurried in like feathers to the east, And saw nine hundred oxen driven through Meath With goads of iron. They're but three days from us.