Warning (George William Russell Poems)
PURE at heart we wander now: Comrade on the quest divine, Turn not from the stars your brow That your ...
PURE at heart we wander now: Comrade on the quest divine, Turn not from the stars your brow That your ...
IMAGE of beauty, when I gaze on thee, Trembling I waken to a mystery, How through one door we go ...
THEY call us aliens, we are told, Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams ...
THE LIGHTS shone down the street In the long blue close of day: A boy's heart beat sweet, sweet, As ...
WHILE the earth is dark and grey How I laugh within. I know In my breast what ardours gay From ...
ONE thing in all things have I seen: One thought has haunted earth and air: Clangour and silence both have ...
WITH the glamour of the Gay How you made our hearts to flame; Gave each life some airy aim: Ever ...
I GO down from the hills half in gladness, and half with a pain I depart, Where the Mother with ...
THEY bathed in the fire-flooded fountains: Life girdled them round and about: They slept in the clefts of the mountains: ...
I HAVE wept a million tears: Pure and proud one, where are thine, What the gain though all thy years ...
WHO gave thee such a ruby flaming heart And such a pure cold spirit? Side by side I know these ...
WELL, when all is said and done Best within my narrow way, May some angel of the sun Muse memorial ...
WHO would think this quiet breather From the world had taken flight? Yet within the form we see there Wakes ...
OUT of the dusky chamber of the brain Flows the imperial will through dream on dream: The fires of life ...
HOW often have I said, "We may not grieve for the immortal dead." And now, poor blenchèd heart, Thy ruddy ...
HE bent above: so still her breath What air she breathed he could not say, Whether in worlds of life ...
WE are desert leagues apart; Time is misty ages now Since the warmth of heart to heart Chased the shadows ...
THE WARMTH of life is quenched with bitter frost; Upon the lonely road a child limps by Skirting the frozen ...
WHEN the unquiet hours depart And far away their tumults cease, Within the twilight of the heart We bathe in ...
NOW the rooftree of the midnight spreading, Buds in citron, green, and blue: From afar its mystic odours shedding, Child, ...
WHILE the yellow constellations shine with pale and tender glory, In the lilac-scented stillness let us listen to earth's story. ...
DREAM faces bloom around your face Like flowers upon one stem; The heart of many a vanished race Sighs as ...
HOW came this pigmy rabble spun, After the gods and kings of old, Upon a tapestry begun With threads of ...
A CABIN on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook Where door and windows open wide that friendly stars ...
I FAIN would leave the tender songs I sang to you of old, Thinking the oft-sung beauty wrongs The magic ...
I PAUSED beside the cabin door and saw the King of Kings at play, Tumbled upon the grass I spied ...
BEARDED with dewy grass the mountains thrust Their blackness high into the still grey light, Deepening to blue: far up ...
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