The Two Kings

KING EOCHAID came at sundown to a wood Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen That with empounded cattle trod the mire, And where beech-trees had mixed a pale green light With the ground-ivy's blue, he saw a stag Whiter than curds, its eyes the tint of the sea. Because it stood upon his path and seemed More hands in height than any stag in the world He sat with tightened rein and loosened mouth Upon his trembling horse, then drove the spur But the stag stooped and ran at him, and passed,...