elfland

But when he arose the Queen of Elfland bade him mount behind her, and Thomas could do nought save obey her command.

There, under the leaves of the greenwood, while the little birds sang their lays, the Queen of Elfland said farewell to Thomas.

Seven long years passed away since Thomas had parted from the Elfland Queen, and yet another seven.

But Thomas did not believe her, and, for he was a bold man, he drew near and kissed the rosy lips of the Elfland Queen.

Mr. Yeats reads into elfland all the righteous insurrection of his own race.