The guards of the heavenly fold...
...at the stone circle in West Cork, Ireland
O Sweet everlasting Voices, be still;
Go to the guards of the heavenly fold
And bid them wander obeying your will,
Flame under flame, till Time be no more (...)
from "Everlasting voices", William Butler Yeats
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