The Dawn of Darkness (George William Russell Poems)
COME earth's little children pit-pat from their burrows on the hill; Hangs within the gloom its weary head the shining ...
COME earth's little children pit-pat from their burrows on the hill; Hangs within the gloom its weary head the shining ...
IN the wet dusk silver sweet, Down the violet scented ways, As I moved with quiet feet I was met ...
WE have left our youth behind: Earth is in its baby years: Void of wisdom cries the wind, And the ...
HOW came this pigmy rabble spun, After the gods and kings of old, Upon a tapestry begun With threads of ...
YOU and I have found the secret way, None can bar our love or say us nay: All the world ...
I FAIN would leave the tender songs I sang to you of old, Thinking the oft-sung beauty wrongs The magic ...
THE CHILDREN awoke in their dreaming While earth lay dewy and still: They followed the rill in its gleaming To ...
IT'S a lonely road through bogland to the lake at Carrowmore, And a sleeper there lies dreaming where the water ...
WHO is that goddess to whom men should pray, But her from whom their hearts have turned away, Out of ...
I AM the tender voice calling "Away," Whispering between the beatings of the heart, And inaccessible in dewy eyes I ...
HER mist of primroses within her breast Twilight hath folded up, and o'er the west, Seeking remoter valleys long hath ...
I WHO had sought afar from earth The faery land to meet, Now find content within its girth And wonder ...
THE SKIES from black to pearly grey Had veered without a star or sun; Only a burning opal ray Fell ...
EVEN as a bird sprays many-coloured fires, The plumes of paradise, the dying light Rays through the fevered air in ...
THIS is the hero-heart of the enchanted isle, Whom now the twilight children tenderly enfold, Pat with their pearly palms ...
THE LIGHTS shone down the street In the long blue close of day: A boy's heart beat sweet, sweet, As ...
ON the twilight-burnished hills I lie and long and gaze Where below the grey-lipped sands drink in the flowing tides, ...
ONE thing in all things have I seen: One thought has haunted earth and air: Clangour and silence both have ...
WHERE the Greyhound River windeth through a loneliness so deep, Scarce a wild fowl shakes the quiet that the purple ...
TWILIGHT, a blossom grey in shadowy valleys dwells: Under the radiant dark the deep blue-tinted bells In quietness reïmage heaven ...
THEY bathed in the fire-flooded fountains: Life girdled them round and about: They slept in the clefts of the mountains: ...
IN the black pool of the midnight Lu has slung the morning star, And its foam in rippling silver whitens ...
WHAT miracle was it that made this grey Rathgar Seem holy earth, a leaping-place from star to star? I know ...
ERE I lose myself in the vastness and drowse myself with the peace, While I gaze on the light and ...
HOW often have I said, "We may not grieve for the immortal dead." And now, poor blenchèd heart, Thy ruddy ...
WHEN the breath of twilight blows to flame the misty skies, All its vaporous sapphire, violet glow and silver gleam ...
AS flow the rivers to the sea Adown from rocky hill or plain, A thousand ages toiled for thee And ...
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