By Still Waters - Lyrical Poems Old and New by George William Russell
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And the proud sceptred spirits thence
Would bow to pay us reverence. Oh, while the glory sinks within Let us not wait on earth behind, But follow where it flies, and win The glow again, and we may find Beyond the Gateways of the Day Dominion and ancestral sway. THE DREAM I did not deem it half so sweet To feel thy gentle hand, As in a dream thy soul to greet Across wide leagues of land, Untouched more near to draw to you Where, amid radiant skies, Glimmered thy plumes of iris hue, My Bird of Paradise. Let me dream only with my heart, Love first, and after see: Know thy diviner counterpart Before I kneel to thee. |
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