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Dusk, a pearl-grey river, o'er / Hill and vale puts out the day -- / What do you wonder at, asthore, / What's away in yonder grey?
Dark the eyes that linger long -- / Dream-fed heart, awake, come in, / Warm the hearth and gay the song: / Love with tender words would win.
Fades the eve in dreamy fire, / But the heart of night is lit: / Ancient beauty, old desire, / By the cabin doorway flit.
This is Etain's land and line, / And the homespun cannot hide / Kinship with a race divine, / Thrill of rapture, light of pride.
There her golden kinsmen are: / And her heart a moment knew / Angus like the evening star / Fleeting through the dusk and dew.
Throw the woman's mask away: / Wear the opal glimmering dress; / Let the feathered starlight ray / Over every gleaming tress.
Child of Etain, wherefore leave / Light and laughter, joyful years, / For the earth's grey coloured eve / Ever dropping down with tears?
Was it for some love of old?
Ah, reveal thyself. The bars / On the gateway would not hold: / He will follow to the stars.