Recall (George William Russell Poems)
WHAT call may draw thee back again, Lost dove, what art, what charm may please? The tender touch, the kiss, ...
WHAT call may draw thee back again, Lost dove, what art, what charm may please? The tender touch, the kiss, ...
THE BLUE dusk ran between the streets: my love was winged within my mind, It left to-day and yesterday and ...
DUSK, a pearl-grey river, o'er Hill and vale puts out the day- What do you wonder at, asthore, What's away ...
WHEN twilight flutters the mountains over, The faery lights from the earth unfold: And over the caves enchanted hover The ...
EVEN as a bird sprays many-coloured fires, The plumes of paradise, the dying light Rays through the fevered air in ...
UNTO the deep the deep heart goes, It lays its sadness nigh the breast: Only the Mighty Mother knows The ...
WE must pass like smoke or live within the spirit's fire; For we can no more than smoke unto the ...
IN the black pool of the midnight Lu has slung the morning star, And its foam in rippling silver whitens ...
THIS is the red, red region Your heart must journey through: Your pains will here be legion And joy be ...
A CABIN on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook Where door and windows open wide that friendly stars ...
HIS head within my bosom lay, But yet his spirit slipped not through: I only felt the burning clay That ...
WE woke from our sleep in the bosom where cradled together we lay: The love of the dark hidden Father ...
WHERE the Greyhound River windeth through a loneliness so deep, Scarce a wild fowl shakes the quiet that the purple ...
OH, at the eagle's height To lie i' the sweet of the sun, While veil after veil takes flight And ...
I PITIED one whose tattered dress Was patched, and stained with dust and rain; He smiled on me; I could ...
I WILL not follow you, my bird, I will not follow you. I would not breathe a word, my bird, ...
FAR up the dim twilight fluttered Moth-wings of vapour and flame: The lights danced over the mountains, Star after star ...
NOT the soul that's whitest Wakens love the sweetest: When the heart is lightest Oft the charm is fleetest. While ...
WHAT domination of what darkness dies this hour, And through what new, rejoicing, winged, ethereal power O'erthrown, the cells opened, ...
WE have left our youth behind: Earth is in its baby years: Void of wisdom cries the wind, And the ...
DARK glowed the vales of amethyst Beneath an opal shroud: The moon bud opened through the mist Its white-fire leaves ...
AS one by one the veils took flight, The day withdrew, the stars came up. The spirit issued pale and ...
OH, the sudden wings arising from the ploughed fields brown Showered aloft in spray of song the wild-bird twitter floats ...
COULD you not in silence borrow Strength to go from us ungrieving? All these hours of loving sorrow Only make ...
OH, if my spirit may foretell Or earlier impart, It is because I always dwell With morning in my heart. ...
TARRY thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory: Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave More ...
MOTHER, with whom our lives should be, Not hatred keeps our lives apart: Charmed by some lesser glow in thee, ...
ON me to rest, my bird, my bird: The swaying branches of my heart Are blown by every wind toward ...
I DID not deem it half so sweet To feel thy gentle hand, As in a dream thy soul to ...
NOT unremembering we pass our exile from the starry ways: One timeless hour in time we caught from the long ...
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