News

Harvard Law School Makes Online Zero-L Course Free for All U.S. Law Schools Due to Coronavirus

News

For Kennedy School Fellows, Epstein-Linked Donors Present a Moral Dilemma

News

Tenants Grapple with High Rents and Local Turnover at Asana-Owned Properties

News

In April, Theft Surged as Cambridge Residents Stayed at Home

News

The History of Harvard's Commencement, Explained

DUINE SIGHE.*

NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED

WHISK! down the chimney into the room

Where the red ashes lighten the gloom,

Come tripping foot-falls, soft as a cat, -

Well do I know what the duine are at!

Home from the harvest, over the fen,

Into the kitchen gather the men;

Silent and eager with listening ear,

Only the fairy bagpipe they hear.

Softly the wailings breathed from its throat,

In strange unearthly echoings float,

Charming the listeners' memories away,

Turning a century into a day.

Only the fairy-man safe from its thrall,

Loud through the keyhole utters his call,

Heats a red shovel for sheeoge, -

Throws lussmore - liquor picked on the lea.

Quickly the duine slacken the dance,

Up through the smoky chimney they prance.

Green is the flash of their gowns as they go,

Leaving all peaceful and quiet below.

*The Irish for "Fairy Folk."

- A changeling.

- Foxglove.

Want to keep up with breaking news? Subscribe to our email newsletter.

Tags