A very old man, meditating upon t and part of t? faced boy of seventeen years sat by cill er. t, and t and a blue cap, and tle monastery. It y, but t find ser in days. set o t it, and t until t and mingled a c, even tood upon oes; and beyond trees.
Master, said ting, and ter nigo ters and among trees, is too mucrengt from all ttle, for your less steady under you to?day t you are older t you seek t t belongs to age. s of t; and tely, as t ant days and distant deeds.
I ell you o rest, is rig you sion, taking atle of too, t triump is to his knowledge.
Master, do not t I ion you. It is for me to keep t, and tc trong, lest t among trees; and it is for me to take to lift from its corner t painted roll o possess t , for rig God of e o do things is my wisdom.
You are afraid, said tary anger.
Sometimes at nig of t grey man driving stle people in red caps tle fear ttle people so muco dance; and I kno t loves dancing; but I fear t.
And I fear tall tell eacion of ts, no and noo tiful faces, but, Aengus, son of Forbis, I fear all t w us.
gods out in battle, and ttle people ill c I must tell you your ed and laboured to no good end. ttage and till your fields, and take some girl to t gods. I o me by earls and knigments of cs and squires ladies for keeping ttle fall dry, and taking tter from t all for t an end, and no t lack for gold and silver pieces enougo make strong tree of your cottage and to keep cellar and larder full. I to find t of life. I it age o t Secret. I longed for a life ers. I Gods of t I found in a Spanisery, t t after tered trembles al Po ens to tal Poo Ireland and asked tors, if t t, t upon to magic, and spent my life in fasting and in labour t I migo my side; and no last one of told me t t is at e into my ear. tomorrotle before t er dao a soute marble amid orange trees, and gatiful about me, and enter into ternal kingdom of my yout, t I may old by ttle fello you must bring great masses of green boug t put fresable and t do to?nig t er da come and find me.
ill you be quite young the boy.
I noill old and tired, and you must o my co my books.
Aengus son of Forbis in ed trivance of t odour as of strange floo tting green boug bundles of rusern border of to gently sloping sand and clay. It o its place, and gone back for t iful nigones.
Sleuto t out of green beryl, and ters t mirrored tre of pearl. Everytaken upon itself t a glo on steadily among t seemed alive, t seemed perisal armful of roses and lilies, and ting to t in a er armful upon table, and tly closing to dream of a peaceful man er of c dao taking t some bread and a flask of , t er mig lack food at tset of doo until the hour from dawn had gone by.
Gradually to sing, and o overflo beautiful and living moment of ten to t beating in it. up and to find er. to make a ered t able, and everyt green s t clasping a mass of roses and lilies in . On table, at full of gold and silver pieces, as for a journey, and at aff. touc move. ed t te cold, and they fell heavily.
It ter for o old to tal Poter to t, and it a ted among t to sing.