Tag Archives: The Stolen Child

As I was driving around Connemara, when I was there on a short break last month, I often stopped the car to get out and  gaze in wonder at the surrounding scenery.  As I looked at many magnificent combinations of mountains, lakes and the sea the refrain from William Butler Yeats’s poem The Stolen Child kept coming to mind.  It is still, many weeks later, circling unbidden around my brain.  The refrain is:

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