George William Russell

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

George William Russell Poems

1. By The Margin Of The Great Deep 1/4/2003
2. The Great Breath 1/4/2003
3. Dusk 5/7/2012
4. Night 5/7/2012
5. Dawn 5/7/2012
6. Day 5/7/2012
7. Echoes 5/7/2012
8. Winter 5/7/2012
9. Desire 5/7/2012
10. The Place Of Rest 5/7/2012
11. The Dawn Of Darkness 5/7/2012
12. The Symbol Seduces 5/7/2012
13. Rest 5/7/2012
14. Pity 5/7/2012
15. The City 5/7/2012
16. Three Counsellors 5/7/2012
17. Symbolism 5/7/2012
18. Immortality 5/7/2012
19. Dana 5/7/2012
20. Sacrifice 5/7/2012
21. To One Consecrated 5/7/2012
22. Heroic Love 5/7/2012
23. Parting 5/7/2012
24. Night 5/7/2012
25. Dawn Song 5/7/2012
26. The Hour Of The King 5/7/2012
27. The Heroes 5/7/2012
28. Pain 5/7/2012
29. Self-Discpiline 5/7/2012
30. The Man To The Angel 5/7/2012
31. The Vesture Of The Soul 5/7/2012
32. Comfort 5/7/2012
33. Refuge 5/7/2012
34. The Burning-Glass 5/7/2012
35. The Message 5/7/2012
36. The Singing Silences 5/7/2012
37. Carrowmore 5/7/2012
38. Inspiration 5/7/2012
39. The Weaver Of Souls 5/7/2012
40. Creation 5/7/2012
Best Poem of George William Russell

Freedom

I WILL not follow you, my bird,
I will not follow you.
I would not breathe a word, my bird,
To bring thee here anew.

I love the free in thee, my bird,
The lure of freedom drew;
The light you fly toward, my bird,
I fly with thee unto.

And there we yet will meet, my bird,
Though far I go from you
Where in the light outpoured, my bird,
Are love and freedom too.

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Affinity

YOU and I have found the secret way,
None can bar our love or say us nay:
All the world may stare and never know
You and I are twined together so.

You and I for all his vaunted width
Know the giant Space is but a myth;
Over miles and miles of pure deceit
You and I have found our lips can meet.

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