A very old man,  meditating upon t and  part of t? faced boy of seventeen years sat by cill er. t, and t and a blue cap, and  tle monastery. It y, but  t find ser in  days.  set o t it, and t until t and mingled  a c, even tood upon oes; and beyond trees.

    Master, said ting, and ter nigo ters and among trees, is too mucrengt from all ttle, for your  less steady under you to?day t you are older t you  seek t t belongs to age.  s of t; and tely, as t ant days and distant deeds.

    I ell you o rest,  is rig you sion, taking atle of too, t triump  is to his knowledge.

    Master, do not t I ion you. It is for me to keep t, and tc trong, lest t among trees; and it is for me to take to lift from its corner t painted roll o possess t , for rig God  of e o do things is my wisdom.

    You are afraid, said tary anger.

    Sometimes at nig of t grey man driving stle people in red caps tle  fear ttle people so muco dance; and I kno t loves dancing; but I fear t.

    And I fear tall  tell eacion of ts, no and noo tiful faces, but, Aengus, son of Forbis, I fear all t w us.

    gods out in battle, and ttle people ill c I must tell you  your ed and laboured to no good end.  ttage and till your fields, and take some girl to  t gods. I  o me by earls and knigments of cs and squires ladies for keeping ttle fall dry, and taking tter from t all for t an end, and no t  lack for gold and silver pieces enougo make strong tree of your cottage and to keep cellar and larder full. I  to find t of life. I   it   age o t Secret. I longed for a life ers. I  Gods of t I found in a Spanisery, t t after tered trembles al Po ens to tal Poo Ireland and asked tors, if t  t, t upon to magic, and spent my life in fasting and in labour t I migo my side; and no last one of told me t t is at e  into my ear. tomorrotle before t er dao a soute marble amid orange trees, and gatiful about me, and enter into ternal kingdom of my yout, t I may old by ttle fello you must bring great masses of green boug t put fresable and t do to?nig t er da come and find me.

    ill you be quite young the boy.

    I  noill old and tired, and you must o my co my books.

    Aengus son of Forbis in ed trivance of t odour as of strange floo tting green boug bundles of rusern border of to gently sloping sand and clay. It o its place, and gone back for t iful nigones.

    Sleuto t out of green beryl, and ters t mirrored tre of pearl. Everytaken upon itself t a glo on steadily among t seemed alive, t seemed perisal  armful of roses and lilies, and ting to t in a er armful upon table, and tly closing to dream of a peaceful man er of c dao taking t some bread and a flask of , t er mig  lack food at tset of  doo  until the hour from dawn had gone by.

    Gradually to sing, and o overflo  beautiful and living moment of ten to t beating in it.  up and  to find er. to make a ered t able, and everyt green s t clasping a mass of roses and lilies in . On table, at   full of gold and silver pieces, as for a journey, and at  aff. touc move. ed t te cold, and they fell heavily.

    It ter for o old  to   tal Poter to  t, and   it a ted among t  to sing.