Treasure Island

George William Russell

[A. E.] (10 April 1867 – 17 July 1935 / Lurgan, County Armagh, Ireland)

Quotations

  • ''Any relations in a social order will endure, if there is infused into them some of that spirit of human sympathy which qualifies life for immortality.''
    George William Russell [A.E.] (1867-1965), Irish writer. Open letter to the Masters of Dublin. Irish Times (Oct. 7, 1913). Often wrote under the name of A.E....
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  • ''In ancient shadows and twilights
    Where childhood had strayed,
    The world's great sorrows were born
    And its heroes were made.
    In the lost boyhood of Judas
    Christ was betrayed.''
    George William Russell [A.E.] (1867-1935), Irish poet, painter, journalist. Germinal, Vale and Other Poems (1931).
  • ''Let thy young wanderer dream on:
    Call him not home.
    A door opens, a breath a voice
    From the ancient room,
    Speaks to him now. Be it dark or bright
    He is knit with his doom.''
    George William Russell [A.E.](1867-1935), Irish poet, painter, economist. Germinal (l. 37-42). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
  • ''We must pass like smoke or live within the spirit's fire;
    For we can no more than smoke unto the flame return
    If our thought has changed to dream, our will unto desire,
    As smoke we vanish though the fire may burn.''
    George William Russell [A.E.] (1867-1935), Irish poet, painter, economist (pseud. Of George William Russell). Immortality (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.
  • ''I saw how all the trembling ages past,
    Molded to her by deep and deeper breath,
    Neared to the hour when Beauty breathes her last
    And knows herself in death.''
    George William Russell [A.E.] (1867-1935), Irish poet, painter, economist (pseudonym of George William Russell). The Great Breath (l. 9-12). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.

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The Great Breath

ITS edges foam'd with amethyst and rose,
Withers once more the old blue flower of day:
There where the ether like a diamond glows,
   Its petals fade away.

A shadowy tumult stirs the dusky air;
Sparkle the delicate dews, the distant snows;
The great deep thrills--for through it everywhere
   The breath of Beauty blows.

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