Once, when midnight smote the air,
Eunuchs ran through Hell and met
From thoroughfare to thoroughfare,
While that great Juan galloped by;
And like these to rail and sweat
Staring upon his sinewy thigh.
More verses by William Butler Yeats
- Three Marching Songs
- Shepherd And Goatheard
- To A Young Girl
- The Leaders Of The Crowd
- The Withering Of The Boughs