Natural Magic (George William Russell Poems)
WE air tired who follow after Phantasy and truth that flies: You with only look and laughter Stain our hearts ...
WE air tired who follow after Phantasy and truth that flies: You with only look and laughter Stain our hearts ...
I SAID my pleasure shall not move; It is not fixed in things apart: Seeking not love-but yet to love- ...
POOR little child, my pretty boy, Why did the hunter mark thee out? Wert thou betrayed by thine own joy? ...
YOU and I have found the secret way, None can bar our love or say us nay: All the world ...
FROM the cool and dark-lipped furrows Breathes a dim delight Through the woodland's purple plumage To the diamond night. Aureoles ...
THIS is the hero-heart of the enchanted isle, Whom now the twilight children tenderly enfold, Pat with their pearly palms ...
WHERE are now the dreams divine, Fires that lit the dawning soul, As the ruddy colours shine Through an opal ...
SHADOWY-PETALLED, like the lotus, loom the mountains with their snows: Through the sapphire Soma rising such a flood of glory ...
ON the twilight-burnished hills I lie and long and gaze Where below the grey-lipped sands drink in the flowing tides, ...
WITH the glamour of the Gay How you made our hearts to flame; Gave each life some airy aim: Ever ...
MOTHER, with whom our lives should be, Not hatred keeps our lives apart: Charmed by some lesser glow in thee, ...
AS flow the rivers to the sea Adown from rocky hill or plain, A thousand ages toiled for thee And ...
HOW I could see through and through you! So unconscious, tender, kind, More than ever was known to you Of ...
DUSK, a pearl-grey river, o'er Hill and vale puts out the day- What do you wonder at, asthore, What's away ...
OUR true hearts are forever lonely: A wistfulness is in our thought: Our lights are like the dawns which only ...
I PITIED one whose tattered dress Was patched, and stained with dust and rain; He smiled on me; I could ...
I BEGIN through the grass once again to be bound to the Lord; I can see, through a face that ...
TARRY thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory: Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave More ...
WHAT domination of what darkness dies this hour, And through what new, rejoicing, winged, ethereal power O'erthrown, the cells opened, ...
THE SWEETEST song was ever sung May soothe you but a little while: The gayest music ever rung Shall yield ...
I WOKE to find my pillow wet With the tears for deeds deep hid in sleep. I knew no sorrow ...
ON the bird of air blue-breasted glint the rays of gold, And its shadowy fleece above us waves the forest ...
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