The Dancer at Cruachan and Cro-Patrick
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 I, proclaiming that there is Among birds or beasts or men One that is perfect or at peace, Danced on Cruachan‘s windy plain, Upon Cro-Patrick sang aloud; All that could run or leap or swim Whether in wood, water or cloud, Acclaiming, proclaiming, declaiming Him.  | 








