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Celtic Twilight
by
William Butler Yeats
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The Devil
My old Mayo woman told me one day that something very bad had
come down the road and gone into the house opposite, and though she would not
say what it was, I knew quite well. Another day she told me of two friends of
hers who had been made love to by one whom they believed to be the devil. One of
them was standing by the road-side when he came by on horseback, and asked her
to mount up behind him, and go riding. When she would not he vanished. The other
was out on the road late at night waiting for her young man, when something came
flapping and rolling along the road up to her feet. It had the likeness of a
newspaper, and presently it flapped up into her face, and she knew by the size
of it that it was the Irish Times. All of a sudden it changed into a young man,
who asked her to go walking with him. She would not, and he vanished.
I know of an old man too, on the slopes of Ben Bulben, who
found the devil ringing a bell under his bed, and he went off and stole the
chapel bell and rang him out. It may be that this, like the others, was not the
devil at all, but some poor wood spirit whose cloven feet had got him into
trouble.
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