George William Russell

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

George William Russell Poems

161. Mistrust 5/7/2012
162. A New Being 5/7/2012
163. A Leader 5/7/2012
164. A Call Of The Sidhe 5/4/2012
165. Star Teachers 5/7/2012
166. Awakening 5/7/2012
167. A New World 5/7/2012
168. An Irish Face 5/7/2012
169. Alter Ego 5/7/2012
170. A Memory 5/7/2012
171. Freedom 5/7/2012
172. A Woman's Voice 5/7/2012
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A Woman's Voice

HIS head within my bosom lay,
But yet his spirit slipped not through:
I only felt the burning clay
That withered for the cooling dew.

It was but pity when I spoke
And called him to my heart for rest,
And half a mother’s love that woke
Feeling his head upon my breast:

And half the lion’s tenderness
To shield her cubs from hurt or death,
Which, when the serried hunters press,
Makes terrible her wounded breath.

But when the lips I breathed upon
Asked for such love as equals claim—
I looked where all the stars ...

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A Farewell


I GO down from the hills half in gladness, and half with a pain I depart,
Where the Mother with gentlest breathing made music on lip and in heart;
For I know that my childhood is over: a call comes out of the vast,
And the love that I had in the old time, like beauty in twilight, is past.

I am fired by a Danaan whisper of battles afar in the world,
And my thought is no longer of peace, for the banners in dream are unfurled,
And I pass from the council of stars and of hil

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