I, proclaiming that there is
Among birds or beasts or men
One that is perfect or at peace.
Danced on Cruachan's windy plain,
Upon Cro-patrick sang aloud;
All that could run or leap or swim
Whether in wood, water or cloud,
Acclaiming, proclaiming, declaiming Him.
More verses by William Butler Yeats
- Introductory Lines (The Shadowy Waters)
- The Winding Stair And Other Poems
- Slim Adolescence That A Nymph Has Stripped,
- The Mask
- Colonus' Praise