I couldn't find The Wizard link to give you but I found a little condensed piece from William Butler Yeats. "The Crucifixion of The Outcast " 1898.
The outcast a Bardic Wizard, is being crucified for having dared to complain about the conditions of the guest quarters at the local monastery to the Abbot.
..A half mile on the way he asked them to stop and see him juggle for them, for he knew, he said, all the tricks of Aengus and Subtlehearted. The old monks were for pressing on,but the young monks would see him. So he did many wonders for them, even to drawing of live frogs out of his ears. But after a while they turned on him, and said his tricks were dull and unholy, and set the cross on his shoulders again.
Another half mile on the way, and he asked them to stop and hear him jest for them, for he knew, he said, all the jests of Conan the Bald, upon whose back sheep wool grew. And the young monks, when they had heard his merry tales, again bade him to take up his cross, for it ill became them to listen to such follies. Another half mile on the way, he asked them to stop and hear him sing the story of White Breasted Deirdre, and how she endured many sorrows and how the Sons of Usna died to serve her. And the young monks were mad to hear him, but when he ended they grew angry, and beat him for waking forgotten longings in their hearts. So they set the cross on his back, and hurried him up the hill.
...So then they went away, but the beggars stayed on sitting round the cross. But when the sun was sinking, they got up also, for the air was getting chilly. And as soon as they had gone a little way, the wolves, who had been showing themselves on the edge of a neighbouring coppice came nearer, and the birds wheeled closer and closer.
"Stay outcasts, yet a little while" the crucified one called in a weak voice to the beggars "and keep the birds and the beasts from me". But the beggars were angry that he had called them outcasts, so they threw stones and mud at him, and one that had a child held it up before his eyes and said he was it's father, and cursed him, and there upon they left him. Then the wolves gathered at the foot of the cross, and the birds flew lower and lower. And presently the birds lighted all at once on his head and arms and shoulders and began to peck at him, and the wolves began to eat his feet.
"Outcasts" he moaned, "have you all turned against the outcast?"