A Call of the Sidhe (George William Russell Poems)
TARRY thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory: Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave More ...
TARRY thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory: Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave More ...
UNTO the deep the deep heart goes, It lays its sadness nigh the breast: Only the Mighty Mother knows The ...
ON the bird of air blue-breasted glint the rays of gold, And its shadowy fleece above us waves the forest ...
WHAT domination of what darkness dies this hour, And through what new, rejoicing, winged, ethereal power O'erthrown, the cells opened, ...
SEE where the light streams over Connla's fountain Starward aspire! The sacred sign upon the holy mountain Shines in white ...
WHERE we sat at dawn together, while the star-rich heavens shifted, We were weaving dreams in silence, suddenly the veil ...
THE CHILDREN awoke in their dreaming While earth lay dewy and still: They followed the rill in its gleaming To ...
A LAUGHTER in the diamond air, a music in the trembling grass; And one by one the words of light ...
THE SKIES from black to pearly grey Had veered without a star or sun; Only a burning opal ray Fell ...
SHADOWY-PETALLED, like the lotus, loom the mountains with their snows: Through the sapphire Soma rising such a flood of glory ...
IN summer time, with high imaginings Of proud Crusaders and of Paynim kings, The children crowned themselves with famous names, ...
WHERE the Greyhound River windeth through a loneliness so deep, Scarce a wild fowl shakes the quiet that the purple ...
THEY bathed in the fire-flooded fountains: Life girdled them round and about: They slept in the clefts of the mountains: ...
I WOULD I could weave in The colour, the wonder, The song I conceive in My heart while I ponder, ...
IN the wet dusk silver sweet, Down the violet scented ways, As I moved with quiet feet I was met ...
WHILE the yellow constellations shine with pale and tender glory, In the lilac-scented stillness let us listen to earth's story. ...
SHADOWWHO art thou, O Glory, In flame from the deep Where stars chant their story; Why trouble my sleep? I ...
THE WONDER of the world is o'er: The magic from the sea is gone: There is no unimagined shore, No ...
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