Poems by George William Russell
Recollection
... It is we who have passed from ourselves, from beauty which is not dead ...
The Hour of Twilight
... The thorns once dripped with shadowy rain ...
The Singing Silences
... And our listening Mother whispers through her children all the story ...
Glory and Shadow
... In ages agone: Our thoughts as we pondered ...
On a Hillside
... It has wings of its own for flight, ...
Sung on a By-way
... For a dream-shaft pierced it through ...
The Iron Age
... The morning stars were heard to sing ...
A New Theme
... And touch no more the thoughts, the moods, ...
The Twilight of Earth
... Was sighed between white Deirdres breasts, ...
Divine Visitation
... Forth from this heart they flow that all in vain ...
Breaghy
... Come from this heart that was touched by the flame ...
The Vesture of the Soul
... Was patched, and stained with dust and rain ...
A Call of the Sidhe
... Opening their glimmering lips to breathe some wondrous story ...
In Connemara
... As high as theirs her spirit, as high will be her doom ...
Content
... Captive? See what stars give light ...
