On Behalf of Some Irishmen not Followers of Tradition (George William Russell Poems)
THEY call us aliens, we are told, Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams ...
THEY call us aliens, we are told, Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams ...
IN summer time, with high imaginings Of proud Crusaders and of Paynim kings, The children crowned themselves with famous names, ...
TWILIGHT, a blossom grey in shadowy valleys dwells: Under the radiant dark the deep blue-tinted bells In quietness reïmage heaven ...
LIKE winds or waters were her ways: The flowing tides, the airy streams, Are troubled not by any dreams; They ...
THIS is the red, red region Your heart must journey through: Your pains will here be legion And joy be ...
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