Later, Yeats continued to come to Sligo for long summer holidays. His uncle, George Pollexfen and cousins and their home in Sligo provided both a settled background and a landscape of mystery and beauty that stirred his imagination.
In 'The Stolen Child', he remembers the magic of Rosses Point:
"Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,"