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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 285 |
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GEO. W. RUSSELL ("A. E.") (1867- )
A CALL OF THE S1DHE
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ARRY thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory: Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave
More dim abodes to roam the primrose-hearted eve,
Opening their glimmering lips to breathe some wondrous story.
Hush, not a whisper ! Let your heart alone go dreaming.
Dream unto dream may pass: deep in the heart alone
Murmurs the Mighty One his solemn undertone.
Canst thou not see adown the silver cloudland streaming
Rivers of rainbow light, dewdrop on dewdrop falling,
Starfire of silver flames, lighting the dark beneath ?
And what enraptured hosts burn on the dusky heath !
Come thou away with them, for Heaven to Earth is calling.
These are Earth's voice—her answer—spirits thronging.
Come to the Land of Youth : the trees grown heavy there
Drop on the purple wave the ruby fruit they bear.
Drink : the immortal waters quench the spirit's longing. |
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