Friday, May 29, 2015

The Capitive Archer







To-morrow I will bend the Bow!

My Soul shall have her mark again ,

My Bosum feel the Archer's stain!


No longer pasing to and fro

With loosened arms and slacken brain,

As goes the arrow, forth I go!


And pride and purpose I shall know!

Red Moon hangs above the grain,

My Soul shall have her mark again

My Bosum feel the Archer's stain!

To-morrow I will bend the Bow!

by Padraic Colum.


Reference: Found it in >

The Leading Principles of the Brehon Laws

John A. Costello


Vol. 2, No. 8 (Dec., 1913), pp. 440

Image:
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Skythian_archer_plate_BM_E135_by_Epiktetos.jpg