This story is another part of The Celtic Twilight. It concerns humans who were enchanted by the fairies. He specifically talks about the Donegal farmers and peasants who,
‘ danced on and on, and days and days
went by, and all the country-side came to look at them, but still their
feet never tired.’
Love with them never grows weary, nor can
the circles of the stars tire out their dancing feet. The Donegal
peasants remember this when they bend over the spade, or sit full of
the heaviness of the fields beside the griddle at nightfall, and they
tell stories about it that it may not be forgotten.'
went by, and all the country-side came to look at them, but still their
feet never tired.’
Love with them never grows weary, nor can
the circles of the stars tire out their dancing feet. The Donegal
peasants remember this when they bend over the spade, or sit full of
the heaviness of the fields beside the griddle at nightfall, and they
tell stories about it that it may not be forgotten.'
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