The Place of Rest (George William Russell Poems)
UNTO the deep the deep heart goes, It lays its sadness nigh the breast: Only the Mighty Mother knows The ...
UNTO the deep the deep heart goes, It lays its sadness nigh the breast: Only the Mighty Mother knows The ...
THERE'S a cure for sorrow in the well at Ballylee Where the scarlet cressets hang over the trembling pool: And ...
THOUGH your eyes with tears were blind, Pain upon the path you trod: Well we knew, the hosts behind, Voice ...
IMAGE of beauty, when I gaze on thee, Trembling I waken to a mystery, How through one door we go ...
WHEN the soul sought refuge in the place of rest, Overborne by strife and pain beyond control, From some secret ...
ON the twilight-burnished hills I lie and long and gaze Where below the grey-lipped sands drink in the flowing tides, ...
OUR true hearts are forever lonely: A wistfulness is in our thought: Our lights are like the dawns which only ...
COULD you not in silence borrow Strength to go from us ungrieving? All these hours of loving sorrow Only make ...
I GO down from the hills half in gladness, and half with a pain I depart, Where the Mother with ...
WHO gave thee such a ruby flaming heart And such a pure cold spirit? Side by side I know these ...
WHEN the dawn comes forth I wonder Will our sad, sad hearts awaken, And the grief we laboured under From ...
HOW often have I said, "We may not grieve for the immortal dead." And now, poor blenchèd heart, Thy ruddy ...
I HAVE wept a million tears: Pure and proud one, where are thine, What the gain though all thy years ...
AS flow the rivers to the sea Adown from rocky hill or plain, A thousand ages toiled for thee And ...
HE bent above: so still her breath What air she breathed he could not say, Whether in worlds of life ...
THROUGH the blue shadowy valley I hastened in a dream: Flower rich the night, flower soft the air, a blue ...
MEN have made them gods of love, Sun-gods, givers of the rain, Deities of hill and grove: I have made ...
SHADOWWHO art thou, O Glory, In flame from the deep Where stars chant their story; Why trouble my sleep? I ...
COME earth's little children pit-pat from their burrows on the hill; Hangs within the gloom its weary head the shining ...
WHO are exiles? As for me Where beneath the diamond dome Lies the light on hill or tree, There my ...
THE TWINKLING mists of green and gold Afloat in the abyss of air, From out the window high and old ...
THE SWEETEST song was ever sung May soothe you but a little while: The gayest music ever rung Shall yield ...
WE air tired who follow after Phantasy and truth that flies: You with only look and laughter Stain our hearts ...
FROM the cool and dark-lipped furrows Breathes a dim delight Through the woodland's purple plumage To the diamond night. Aureoles ...
NOT her own sorrow only that hath place Upon yon gentle face. Too slight have been her childhood's years to ...
DARK head by the fireside brooding, Where upon your ears Whirlwinds of the earth intruding Sound in wrath and tears: ...
MOTHER, with whom our lives should be, Not hatred keeps our lives apart: Charmed by some lesser glow in thee, ...
WITHIN the iron cities One walked unknown for years, In his heart the pity of pities That grew for human ...
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