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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Nuts of Knowledge + Lyrical Poems New and Old + +Author: George William Russell + +Release Date: August 29, 2005 [EBook #16616] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE *** + + + + +Produced by David Starner, Sankar Viswanathan, and the +Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + + + +<h1>THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE, LYRICAL<br /> +POEMS OLD AND NEW BY A.E.</h1> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<h3>TABLE OF CONTENTS</h3> + +<table summary="Contents"> + <tr> + <td> </td> + <td class="tocpg">PAGE</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#prologue">Prologue</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">1</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_NUTS_OF_KNOWLEDGE">The Nuts of Knowledge</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">3</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#IMMORTALITY">Immortality</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">4</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_HERMIT">The Hermit</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">4</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_GREAT_BREATH">The Great Breath</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">5</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_DIVINE_VISION">The Divine Vision</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">6</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_BURNING_GLASS">The Burning Glass</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">7</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#A_VISION_OF_BEAUTY">A Vision of Beauty</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">7</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#REST">Rest</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">10</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_EARTH_BREATH">The Earth Breath</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">11</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#DIVINE_VISITATION">Divine Visitation</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">12</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_MASTER_SINGER">The Master Singer</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">12</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#APHRODITE">Aphrodite</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">13</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#ILLUSION">Illusion</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">15</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#BABYLON">Babylon</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">15</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#ALTER_EGO">Alter Ego</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">17</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#KRISHNA">Krishna</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">18</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#SYMBOLISM">Symbolism</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">19</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#SUNG_ON_A_BY-WAY">Sung on a By-Way</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">20</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_HUNTER">The Hunter</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">20</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_VISION_OF_LOVE">The Vision of Love</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">21</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#A_CALL_OF_THE_SIDHE">A Call of the Sidhe</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">22</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#JANUS">Janus</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">23</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_GREY_EROS">The Grey Eros</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">24</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_MEMORY_OF_EARTH">The Memory of Earth</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">25</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#BY_THE_MARGIN_OF_THE_GREAT_DEEP">By the Margin of the Great Deep</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">26</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THREE_COUNSELLORS">Three Counsellors</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">27</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#DESIRE">Desire</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">28</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#THE_PLACE_OF_REST">The Place of Rest</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">29</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#SACRIFICE">Sacrifice</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">30</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#RECONCILIATION">Reconciliation</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">30</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td><a href="#epilogue">Epilogue</a></td> + <td class="tocpg">32</td> + </tr> + +</table> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + + +<p class="center">The Manager of the Dun Emer Press has to thank <br />Mr. John Lane for +permission to reprint ten poems <br />from Homeward Songs By The Way, and +ten from <br />The Earth Breath.</p> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>FOR BRIAN WHEN HE IS GROWN UP <br />THIS HANDFUL OF THE NUTS OF <br />KNOWLEDGE I HAVE GATHERED ON <br />THE SECRET STREAMS</b>.</p> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p> +<a name="prologue" id="prologue"></a> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1"></a>[1]</span></p> + + + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I thought, beloved, to have brought to you<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A gift of quietness and ease and peace,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Cooling your brow as with the mystic dew<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dropping from twilight trees.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Homeward I go not yet; the darkness grows;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Not mine the voice to still with peace divine:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the first fount the stream of quiet flows<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through other hearts than mine.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Yet of my night I give to you the stars,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And of my sorrow here the sweetest gains,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And out of hell, beyond its iron bars,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My scorn of all its pains.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3"></a>[3]</span></p> +<h2><a name="THE_NUTS_OF_KNOWLEDGE" id="THE_NUTS_OF_KNOWLEDGE"></a>THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">A cabin on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where door and windows open wide that friendly stars may look.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The rabbit shy can patter in, the winds may enter free,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who throng around the mountain throne in living ecstasy.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">And when the sun sets dimmed in eve and purple fills the air,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I think the sacred Hazel Tree is dropping berries there<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From starry fruitage waved aloft where Connla's Well o'erflows;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For sure the enchanted waters pour through every wind that blows.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I think when night towers up aloft and shakes the trembling dew<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How every high and lonely thought that thrills my being through<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Is but a ruddy berry dropped down through the purple air,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And from the magic tree of life the fruit falls everywhere.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4"></a>[4]</span></p> +<h2><a name="IMMORTALITY" id="IMMORTALITY"></a>IMMORTALITY</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">We must pass like smoke or live within the spirit's fire;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For we can no more than smoke unto the flame return<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If our thought has changed to dream, our will unto desire,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As smoke we vanish though the fire may burn.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lights of infinite pity star the grey dusk of our days:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Surely here is soul: with it we have eternal breath:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In the fire of love we live, or pass by many ways,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By unnumbered ways of dream to death.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_HERMIT" id="THE_HERMIT"></a>THE HERMIT</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now the quietude of earth<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nestles deep my heart within;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Friendships new and strange have birth<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Since I left the city's din.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Here the tempest stays its guile,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Like a big kind brother plays,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Romps and pauses here awhile<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From its immemorial ways.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now the silver light of dawn<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Slipping through the leaves that fleck<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My one window, hurries on,<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5"></a>[5]</span> +<span class="i0">Throws its arms around my neck.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Darkness to my doorway hies,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lays her chin upon the roof,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And her burning seraph eyes<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Now no longer keep aloof.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Here the ancient mystery<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Holds its hands out day by day,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Takes a chair and croons with me<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By my cabin built of clay.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When the dusky shadow flits,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By the chimney nook I see<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where the old enchanter sits,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Smiles, and waves, and beckons me.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_GREAT_BREATH" id="THE_GREAT_BREATH"></a>THE GREAT BREATH</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Its edges foamed with amethyst and rose,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Withers once more the old blue flower of day:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There where the ether like a diamond glows<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Its petals fade away.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">A shadowy tumult stirs the dusky air;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sparkle the delicate dews, the distant snows;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The great deep thrills for through it everywhere<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The breath of beauty blows.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6"></a>[6]</span> +<span class="i0">I saw how all the trembling ages past,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Moulded to her by deep and deeper breath,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Neared to the hour when Beauty breathes her last<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And knows herself in death.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_DIVINE_VISION" id="THE_DIVINE_VISION"></a>THE DIVINE VISION</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">This mood hath known all beauty for it sees<br /></span> +<span class="i0">O'erwhelmed majesties<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In these pale forms, and kingly crowns of gold<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On brows no longer bold,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And through the shadowy terrors of their hell<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The love for which they fell,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And how desire which cast them in the deep<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Called God too from his sleep.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">O, pity, only seer, who looking through<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A heart melted like dew,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Seest the long perished in the present thus,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For ever dwell in us.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Whatever time thy golden eyelids ope<br /></span> +<span class="i0">They travel to a hope;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Not only backward from these low degrees<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To starry dynasties,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But, looking far where now the silence owns<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And rules from empty thrones,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thou seest the enchanted halls of heaven burn<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For joy at our return.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thy tender kiss hath memory we are kings<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7"></a>[7]</span> +<span class="i0">For all our wanderings.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thy shining eyes already see the after<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In hidden light and laughter.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_BURNING_GLASS" id="THE_BURNING_GLASS"></a>THE BURNING GLASS</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">A shaft of fire that falls like dew,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And melts and maddens all my blood,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From out thy spirit flashes through<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The burning glass of womanhood.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Only so far; here must I stay:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nearer I miss the light, the fire:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I must endure the torturing ray,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And, with all beauty, all desire.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Ah, time-long must the effort be,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And far the way that I must go<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To bring my spirit unto thee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Behind the glass, within the glow.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_VISION_OF_BEAUTY" id="A_VISION_OF_BEAUTY"></a>A VISION OF BEAUTY</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Where we sat at dawn together, while the star-rich heavens shifted,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We were weaving dreams in silence, suddenly the veil was lifted.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By a hand of fire awakened, in a moment caught and led<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8"></a>[8]</span> +<span class="i0">Upward to the wondrous vision: through the star-mists overhead<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Flare and flaunt the monstrous highlands; on the sapphire coast of night<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fall the ghostly froth and fringes of the ocean of the light.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Many coloured shine the vapours: to the moon-eye far away<br /></span> +<span class="i0">'Tis the fairy ring of twilight mid the spheres of night and day,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Girdling with a rainbow cincture round the planet where we go,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We and it together fleeting, poised upon the pearl glow;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We and it and all together flashing through the starry spaces<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In a tempest dream of beauty lighting up the place of places.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Half our eyes behold the glory: half within the spirit's glow<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Echoes of the noiseless revels and the will of beauty go.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By a hand of fire uplifted—to her star-strewn palace brought,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To the mystic heart of beauty and the secret of her thought:<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9"></a>[9]</span> +<span class="i0">Here of yore the ancient mother in the fire mists sank to rest,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And she built her dreams about her, rayed from out her burning breast:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Here the wild will woke within her lighting up her flying dreams,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Round and round the planets whirling break in woods and flowers and streams,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the winds are shaken from them as the leaves from off the rose,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the feet of earth go dancing in the way that beauty goes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the souls of earth are kindled by the incense of her breath<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As her light alternate lures them through the gates of birth and death.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">O'er the fields of space together following her flying traces,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In a radiant tumult thronging, suns and stars and myriad races<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mount the spirit spires of beauty, reaching onward to the day<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When the Shepherd of the Ages draws his misty hordes away<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through the glimmering deeps to silence, and within the awful fold<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10"></a>[10]</span> +<span class="i0">Life and joy and love forever vanish as a tale is told,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lost within the mother's being. So the vision flamed and fled,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And before the glory fallen every other dream lay dead.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="REST" id="REST"></a>REST</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">On me to rest, my bird, my bird:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The swaying branches of my heart<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Are blown by every wind toward<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The home whereto their wings depart.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Build not your nest, my bird, on me:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I know no peace but ever sway:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">O, lovely bird, be free, be free,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On the wild music of the day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">But sometimes when your wings would rest,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And winds are laid on quiet eves:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come, I will bear you breast to breast,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And lap you close with loving leaves.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11"></a>[11]</span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_EARTH_BREATH" id="THE_EARTH_BREATH"></a>THE EARTH BREATH</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">From the cool and dark-lipped furrow breathes a dim delight<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through the woodland's purple plumage to the diamond night.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Aureoles of joy encircle every blade of grass<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where the dew-fed creatures silent and enraptured pass.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the restless ploughman pauses, turns, and wondering,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Deep beneath his rustic habit finds himself a king;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For a fiery moment looking with the eyes of God<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Over fields a slave at morning bowed him to the sod.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Blind and dense with revelation every moment flies.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And unto the mighty mother, gay, eternal, rise<br /></span> +<span class="i0">All the hopes we hold, the gladness, dreams of things to be.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One of all thy generations, mother, hails to thee.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hail, and hail, and hail for ever, though I turn again<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From thy joy unto the human vestiture of pain.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I, thy child who went forth radiant in the golden prime,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Find thee still the mother-hearted through my night in time:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Find in thee the old enchantment there behind the veil<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where the gods, my brothers, linger. Hail, for ever hail!<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12"></a>[12]</span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="DIVINE_VISITATION" id="DIVINE_VISITATION"></a>DIVINE VISITATION</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The heavens lay hold on us: the starry rays<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fondle with flickering fingers brow and eyes:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A new enchantment lights the ancient skies.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What is it looks between us gaze on gaze?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Does the wild spirit of the endless days<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Chase through my heart some lure that ever flies?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Only I know the vast within me cries<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Finding in thee the ending of all ways.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ah, but they vanish; the immortal train<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From thee, from me, depart, yet take from thee<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Memorial grace: laden with adoration<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Forth from this heart they flow that all in vain<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Would stay the proud eternal powers that flee<br /></span> +<span class="i0">After the chase in burning exultation.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_MASTER_SINGER" id="THE_MASTER_SINGER"></a>THE MASTER SINGER</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">A laughter in the diamond air, a music in the trembling grass;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And one by one the words of light as joydrops through my being pass.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I am the sunlight in the heart, the silver moonglow in the mind;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My laughter runs and ripples through the wavy tresses of the wind.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I am the fire upon the hills, the dancing flame that leads afar<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Each burning-hearted wanderer, and I the dear and homeward star.<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13"></a>[13]</span> +<span class="i0">A myriad lovers died for me, and in their latest yielded breath<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I woke in glory giving them immortal life though touched by death.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">They knew me from the dawn of time: if Hermes beats his rainbow wings,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If Angus shakes his locks of light, or golden-haired Apollo sings,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It matters not the name, the land; my joy in all the gods abides:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Even in the cricket in the grass some dimness of me smiles and hides.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For joy of me the day star glows, and in delight and wild desire<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The peacock twilight rays aloft its plumes and blooms of shadowy fire,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where in the vastness too I burn through summer nights and ages long,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And with the fiery footed Watchers shake in myriad dance and song.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="APHRODITE" id="APHRODITE"></a>APHRODITE</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Not unremembering we pass our exile from the starry ways:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One timeless hour in time we caught from the long night of endless days.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With solemn gaiety the stars danced far withdrawn on elfin heights:<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14"></a>[14]</span> +<span class="i0">The lilac breathed amid the shade of green and blue and citron lights.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But yet the close enfolding night seemed on the phantom verge of things,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For our adoring hearts had turned within from all their wanderings:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For beauty called to beauty and there thronged at the enchanter's will<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The vanished hours of love that burn within the Ever-living still.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And sweet eternal faces put the shadows of the earth to rout,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And faint and fragile as a moth your white hand fluttered and went out.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Oh, who am I who tower beside this goddess of the twilight air?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The burning doves fly from my heart and melt within her bosom there.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I know the sacrifice of old they offered to the mighty queen,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And this adoring love has brought us back the beauty that has been.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As to her worshippers she came descending from her glowing skies<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So Aphrodite I have seen with shining eyes look through your eyes:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One gleam of the ancestral face which lighted up the dawn for me:<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15"></a>[15]</span> +<span class="i0">One fiery visitation of the love the gods desire in thee!<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="ILLUSION" id="ILLUSION"></a>ILLUSION</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What is the love of shadowy lips<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That know not what they seek or press,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From whom the lure for ever slips<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And fails their phantom tenderness?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The mystery and light of eyes<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That near to mine grow dim and cold;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">They move afar in ancient skies<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mid flame and mystic darkness rolled.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">O, beauty, as thy heart o'erflows<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In tender yielding unto me,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A vast desire awakes and grows<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Unto forgetfulness of thee.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="BABYLON" id="BABYLON"></a>BABYLON</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The blue dusk ran between the streets; my love was winged within my mind;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It left to-day and yesterday and thrice a thousand years behind.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To-day was past and dead for me for from to-day my feet had run<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16"></a>[16]</span> +<span class="i0">Through thrice a thousand years to walk the ways of ancient Babylon.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On temple top and palace roof the burnished gold flung back the rays<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Of a red sunset that was dead and lost beyond a million days.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The tower of heaven turns darker blue; a starry sparkle now begins;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The mystery and magnificence, the myriad beauty and the sins<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come back to me. I walk beneath the shadowy multitude of towers;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Within the gloom the fountain jets its pallid mist in lily flowers.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The waters lull me, and the scent of many gardens, and I hear<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Familiar voices, and the voice I love is whispering in my ear.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Oh real as in dream all this; and then a hand on mine is laid:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The wave of phantom time withdraws; and that young Babylonian maid,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One drop of beauty left behind from all the flowing of that tide,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Is looking with the self-same eyes, and here in Ireland by my side.<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17"></a>[17]</span> +<span class="i0">Oh, light our life in Babylon, but Babylon has taken wings,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">While we are in the calm and proud procession of eternal things.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="ALTER_EGO" id="ALTER_EGO"></a>ALTER EGO</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">All the morn a spirit gay<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Breathes within my heart a rhyme,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">'Tis but hide and seek we play<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In and out the courts of Time.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Fairy lover, when my feet<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through the tangled woodland go,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">'Tis thy sunny fingers fleet<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fleck the fire dews to and fro.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">In the moonlight grows a smile<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mid its rays of dusty pearl—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">'Tis but hide and seek the while,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As some frolic boy and girl.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When I fade into the deep<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some mysterious radiance showers<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the jewel-heart of sleep<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through the veil of darkened hours.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18"></a>[18]</span> +<span class="i0">Where the ring of twilight gleams<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Round the sanctuary wrought,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Whispers haunt me—in my dreams<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We are one yet know it not.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Some for beauty follow long<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Flying traces; some there be<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Seek thee only for a song:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I to lose myself in thee.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="KRISHNA" id="KRISHNA"></a>KRISHNA</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">'I am Beauty itself among beautiful things.'<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Bhagavad-Gita<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> + +<span class="i0">The East was crowned with snow-cold bloom<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And hung with veils of pearly fleece:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">They died away into the gloom,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Vistas of peace—and deeper peace.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">And earth and air and wave and fire<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In awe and breathless silence stood;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For One who passed into their choir<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Linked them in mystic brotherhood.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Twilight of amethyst, amid<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thy few strange stars that lit the heights,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where was the secret spirit hid?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where was Thy place, O Light of Lights?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19"></a>[19]</span> +<span class="i0">The flame of Beauty far in space—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where rose the fire: in thee? in me?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Which bowed the elemental race<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To adoration silently?<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SYMBOLISM" id="SYMBOLISM"></a>SYMBOLISM</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now when the spirit in us wakes and broods,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Filled with home yearnings, drowsily it flings<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From its deep heart high dreams and mystic moods,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mixed with the memory of the loved earth things;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Clothing the vast with a familiar face;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Reaching its right hand forth to greet the starry race.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Wondrously near and clear the great warm fires<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Stare from the blue; so shows the cottage light<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To the field labourer whose heart desires<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The old folk by the nook, the welcome bright<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the house-wife long parted from at dawn—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So the star villages in God's great depths withdrawn.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Nearer to Thee, not by delusion led,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Though there no house fires burn nor bright eyes gaze,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We rise, but by the symbol charioted,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through loved things rising up to Love's own ways<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By these the soul unto the vast has wings<br /></span> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20"></a>[20]</span> +<span class="i0">And sets the seal celestial on all mortal things.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SUNG_ON_A_BY-WAY" id="SUNG_ON_A_BY-WAY"></a>SUNG ON A BY-WAY</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What of all the will to do?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It has vanished long ago,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For a dream-shaft pierced it through<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the Unknown Archer's bow.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What of all the soul to think?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some one offered it a cup<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Filled with a diviner drink,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the flame has burned it up.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What of all the hope to climb?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Only in the self we grope<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To the misty end of time:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Truth has put an end to hope.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What of all the heart to love?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sadder than for will or soul,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">No light lured it on above;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Love has found itself the whole.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_HUNTER" id="THE_HUNTER"></a>THE HUNTER</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Twilight, a timid fawn, went glimmering by,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And night, the dark blue hunter, followed fast:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ceaseless pursuit and flight were in the sky,<br /></span> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21"></a>[21]</span> +<span class="i0">But the long chase had ceased for us at last.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">We watched together while the driven fawn<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hid in the golden thicket of the day:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We from whose hearts pursuit and flight were gone<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Knew on the hunter's breast her refuge lay.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_VISION_OF_LOVE" id="THE_VISION_OF_LOVE"></a>THE VISION OF LOVE</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The twilight fleeted away in pearl on the stream,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And night, like a diamond dome, stood still in our dream.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Your eyes like burnished stones or as stars were bright<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With the sudden vision that made us one with the night.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">We loved in infinite spaces, forgetting here<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The breasts that were lit with life and the lips so near;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Till the wizard willows waved in the wind and drew<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Me away from the fulness of love and down to you.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Our love was so vast that it filled the heavens up:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But the soft white form I held was an empty cup,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When the willows called me back to earth with their sigh,<br /></span> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22"></a>[22]</span> +<span class="i0">And we moved as shades through the deep that was you and I.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_CALL_OF_THE_SIDHE" id="A_CALL_OF_THE_SIDHE"></a>A CALL OF THE SIDHE</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Tarry thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Gay are the hills with song: earth's faery children leave<br /></span> +<span class="i0">More dim abodes to roam the primrose-hearted eve,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Opening their glimmering lips to breathe some wondrous story.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hush, not a whisper! Let your heart alone go dreaming.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dream unto dream may pass: deep in the heart alone<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Murmurs the Mighty One his solemn undertone.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Canst thou not see adown the silver cloudland streaming<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Rivers of faery light, dewdrop on dewdrop falling,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Starfire of silver flames, lighting the dark beneath?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And what enraptured hosts burn on the dusky heath!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come thou away with them, for Heaven to Earth is calling.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">These are Earth's voice—her answer—spirits thronging.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come to the Land of Youth: the trees grown heavy there<br /></span> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23"></a>[23]</span> +<span class="i0">Drop on the purple wave the starry fruit they bear.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Drink: the immortal waters quench the spirit's longing.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Art thou not now, bright one, all sorrow past, in elation,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Made young with joy, grown brother-hearted with the vast,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Whither thy spirit wending flits the dim stars past<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Unto the Light of Lights in burning adoration.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="JANUS" id="JANUS"></a>JANUS</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Image of beauty, when I gaze on thee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Trembling I waken to a mystery,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How through one door we go to life or death<br /></span> +<span class="i0">By spirit kindled or the sensual breath.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Image of beauty, when my way I go;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">No single joy or sorrow do I know:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Elate for freedom leaps the starry power,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The life which passes mourns its wasted hour.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">And, ah, to think how thin the veil that lies<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Between the pain of hell and paradise!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where the cool grass my aching head embowers<br /></span> +<span class="i0">God sings the lovely carol of the flowers.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24"></a>[24]</span> </p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_GREY_EROS" id="THE_GREY_EROS"></a>THE GREY EROS</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">We are desert leagues apart;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Time is misty ages now<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Since the warmth of heart to heart<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Chased the shadows from my brow.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Oh, I am so old, meseems<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I am next of kin to Time,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The historian of her dreams<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the long forgotten prime.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">You have come a path of flowers.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What a way was mine to roam!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Many a fallen empire's towers,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Many a ruined heart my home.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">No, there is no comfort, none;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">All the dewy tender breath<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Idly falls when life is done<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On the starless brow of death.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Though the dream of love may tire,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In the ages long agone<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There were ruby hearts of fire—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ah, the daughters of the dawn!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25"></a>[25]</span> +<span class="i0">Though I am so feeble now,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I remember when our pride<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Could not to the Mighty bow;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We would sweep His stars aside.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Mix thy youth with thoughts like those—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It were but to wither thee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But to graft the youthful rose<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On the old and flowerless tree.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Age is no more near than youth<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To the sceptre and the crown.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Vain the wisdom, vain the truth;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Do not lay thy rapture down.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_MEMORY_OF_EARTH" id="THE_MEMORY_OF_EARTH"></a>THE MEMORY OF EARTH</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">In the wet dusk silver-sweet,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down the violet scented ways,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As I moved with quiet feet<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I was met by mighty days.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">On the hedge the hanging dew<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Glassed the eve and stars and skies;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">While I gazed a madness grew<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Into thundered battle cries.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26"></a>[26]</span> +<span class="i0">Where the hawthorn glimmered white,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Flashed the spear and fell the stroke—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ah, what faces pale and bright<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where the dazzling battle broke!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There a hero-hearted queen<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With young beauty lit the van.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Gone! the darkness flowed between<br /></span> +<span class="i0">All the ancient wars of man.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">While I paced the valley's gloom<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where the rabbits pattered near,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Shone a temple and a tomb<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With the legend carven clear:<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">'Time put by a myriad fates<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That her day might dawn in glory.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Death made wide a million gates<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So to close her tragic story.'<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="BY_THE_MARGIN_OF_THE_GREAT_DEEP" id="BY_THE_MARGIN_OF_THE_GREAT_DEEP"></a>BY THE MARGIN OF THE GREAT DEEP</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When the breath of twilight blows to flame the misty skies,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">All its vaporous sapphire, violet glow, and silver gleam,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With their magic flood me through the gateway of the eyes;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I am one with the twilight's dream.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27"></a>[27]</span> +<span class="i0">When the trees and skies and fields are one in dusky mood,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Every heart of man is wrapt within the mother's breast:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Full of peace and sleep and dreams in the vasty quietude,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I am one with their hearts at rest.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">From our immemorial joys of hearth and home and love<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Strayed away along the margin of the unknown tide,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">All its reach of soundless calm can thrill me far above<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Word or touch from the lips beside.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Aye, and deep and deep and deeper let me drink and draw,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the olden fountain more than light or peace or dream,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Such primeval being as o'erfills the heart with awe,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Growing one with its silent stream.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THREE_COUNSELLORS" id="THREE_COUNSELLORS"></a>THREE COUNSELLORS</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">It was the fairy of the place,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Moving within a little light,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who touched with dim and shadowy grace<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The conflict at its fever height.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28"></a>[28]</span> +<span class="i0">It seemed to whisper 'Quietness,'<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then quietly itself was gone:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Yet echoes of its mute caress<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Were with me as the years went on.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">It was the warrior within<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who called 'Awake, prepare for fight:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Yet lose not memory in the din:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Make of thy gentleness thy might:<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">'Make of thy silence words to shake<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The long-enthroned kings of earth:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Make of thy will the force to break<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Their towers of wantonness and mirth.'<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">It was the wise all-seeing soul<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who counselled neither war nor peace:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">'Only be thou thyself that goal<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In which the wars of time shall cease.'<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="DESIRE" id="DESIRE"></a>DESIRE</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">With thee a moment! Then what dreams have play!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Traditions of eternal toil arise,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Search for the high austere and lonely way<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The Spirit moves in through eternities.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ah, in the soul what memories arise!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And with what yearning inexpressible,<br /></span> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29"></a>[29]</span> +<span class="i0">Rising from long forgetfulness I turn<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To Thee, invisible, unrumoured, still:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">White for Thy whiteness all desires burn.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ah, with what longing once again I turn!<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PLACE_OF_REST" id="THE_PLACE_OF_REST"></a>THE PLACE OF REST</h2> + +<p><span style="margin-left:5em ">'The soul is its own witness and its own refuge'</span></p> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Unto the deep the deep heart goes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It lays its sadness nigh the breast:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Only the Mighty Mother knows<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The wounds that quiver unconfessed.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">It seeks a deeper silence still;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It folds itself around with peace,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where thoughts alike of good or ill<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In quietness unfostered cease.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">It feels in the unwounding vast<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For comfort for its hopes and fears:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The Mighty Mother bows at last;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She listens to her children's tears.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Where the last anguish deepens—there<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The fire of beauty smites through pain:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A glory moves amid despair,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The Mother takes her child again.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30"></a>[30]</span> </p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SACRIFICE" id="SACRIFICE"></a>SACRIFICE</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Those delicate wanderers,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The wind, the star, the cloud,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ever before mine eyes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As to an altar bowed,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Light and dew-laden airs<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Offer in sacrifice.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The offerings arise:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hazes of rainbow light,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pure crystal, blue, and gold,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Through dreamland take their flight;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And 'mid the sacrifice<br /></span> +<span class="i0">God moveth as of old.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">In miracles of fire<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He symbols forth his days;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In gleams of crystal light<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Reveals what pure pathways<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lead to the soul's desire,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The silence of the height.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="RECONCILIATION" id="RECONCILIATION"></a>RECONCILIATION</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I begin through the grass once again to be bound to the Lord;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I can see, through a face that has faded, the face full of rest<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Of the Earth, of the Mother, my heart with her heart in accord:<br /></span> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31"></a>[31]</span> +<span class="i0">As I lie mid the cool green tresses that mantle her breast<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I begin with the grass once again to be bound to the Lord.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">By the hand of a child I am led to the throne of the King,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For a touch that now fevers me not is forgotten and far,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And His infinite sceptred hands that sway us can bring<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Me in dreams from the laugh of a child to the song of a star.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On the laugh of a child I am borne to the joy of the King.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32"></a>[32]</span> +<a name="epilogue" id="epilogue"></a> +<span class="i0">Well, when all is said and done<br /> +</span> +<span class="i0">Best within my narrow way,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">May some angel of the sun<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Muse memorial o'er my clay:<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">'Here was beauty all betrayed<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From the freedom of her state;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From her human uses stayed<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On an idle rhyme to wait.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Ah, what deep despair might move<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If the beauty lit a smile,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Or the heart was warm with love<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That was pondering the while.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">He has built his monument<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With the winds of time at strife,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who could have before he went<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Written in the book of life.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">To the stars from which he came<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Empty handed he goes home;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He who might have wrought in flame<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Only traced upon the foam.'<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33"></a>[33]</span> </p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE</h2> + + +<p class="blockquot">'Sinend daughter of Lodan Lucharglan, son of Lir, out of the Land of +Promise went to Connlas' Well which is under the sea, to behold it. +That is a well at which are the hazels of wisdom and inspiration that +is, the hazels of the science of poetry; and in the same hour their +fruit and their blossom & their foliage break forth, and then fall +upon the well in the same shower, which raises upon the water a royal +surge of purple.'</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="blockquot">HERE ENDS THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE, WRITTEN BY A.E., PRINTED, +UPON PAPER MADE IN IRELAND, AND PUBLISHED BY ELIZABETH +CORBET YEATS AT THE DUN EMER PRESS, IN THE HOUSE OF EVELYN +GLEESON AT DUNDRUM IN THE COUNTY OF DUBLIN, IRELAND, +FINISHED ON THE TENTH DAY OF OCTOBER, IN THE YEAR NINETEEN +HUNDRED & THREE.</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's The Nuts of Knowledge, by George William Russell + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE *** + +***** This file should be named 16616-h.htm or 16616-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/1/6/6/1/16616/ + +Produced by David Starner, Sankar Viswanathan, and the +Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Nuts of Knowledge + Lyrical Poems New and Old + +Author: George William Russell + +Release Date: August 29, 2005 [EBook #16616] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE *** + + + + +Produced by David Starner, Sankar Viswanathan, and the +Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + + + + + THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE, LYRICAL + POEMS OLD AND NEW BY A.E. + + + + + + + + + +TABLE OF CONTENTS + + + Prologue + The Nuts of Knowledge + Immortality + The Hermit + The Great Breath + The Divine Vision + The Burning Glass + A Vision of Beauty + Rest + The Earth Breath + Divine Visitation + The Master Singer + Aphrodite + Illusion + Babylon + Alter Ego + Krishna + Symbolism + Sung on a By-Way + The Hunter + The Vision of Love + A Call of the Sidhe + Janus + The Grey Eros + The Memory of Earth + By the Margin of the Great Deep + Three Counsellors, + Desire + The Place of Rest + Sacrifice + Reconciliation + Epilogue + + + + +The Manager of the Dun Emer Press has to thank Mr. John Lane for +permission to reprint ten poems from Homeward Songs By The Way, and +ten from The Earth Breath. + + + + +FOR BRIAN WHEN HE IS GROWN UP THIS HANDFUL OF THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE I +HAVE GATHERED ON THE SECRET STREAMS. + + + + + I thought, beloved, to have brought to you + A gift of quietness and ease and peace, + Cooling your brow as with the mystic dew + Dropping from twilight trees. + + Homeward I go not yet; the darkness grows; + Not mine the voice to still with peace divine: + From the first fount the stream of quiet flows + Through other hearts than mine. + + Yet of my night I give to you the stars, + And of my sorrow here the sweetest gains, + And out of hell, beyond its iron bars, + My scorn of all its pains. + + + + +THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE + + + A cabin on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook + Where door and windows open wide that friendly stars may look. + The rabbit shy can patter in, the winds may enter free, + Who throng around the mountain throne in living ecstasy. + + And when the sun sets dimmed in eve and purple fills the air, + I think the sacred Hazel Tree is dropping berries there + From starry fruitage waved aloft where Connla's Well o'erflows; + For sure the enchanted waters pour through every wind that blows. + + I think when night towers up aloft and shakes the trembling dew + How every high and lonely thought that thrills my being through + Is but a ruddy berry dropped down through the purple air, + And from the magic tree of life the fruit falls everywhere. + + + + +IMMORTALITY + + + 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. + + Lights of infinite pity star the grey dusk of our days: + Surely here is soul: with it we have eternal breath: + In the fire of love we live, or pass by many ways, + By unnumbered ways of dream to death. + + + + +THE HERMIT + + + Now the quietude of earth + Nestles deep my heart within; + Friendships new and strange have birth + Since I left the city's din. + + Here the tempest stays its guile, + Like a big kind brother plays, + Romps and pauses here awhile + From its immemorial ways. + + Now the silver light of dawn + Slipping through the leaves that fleck + My one window, hurries on, + Throws its arms around my neck. + + Darkness to my doorway hies, + Lays her chin upon the roof, + And her burning seraph eyes + Now no longer keep aloof. + + Here the ancient mystery + Holds its hands out day by day, + Takes a chair and croons with me + By my cabin built of clay. + + When the dusky shadow flits, + By the chimney nook I see + Where the old enchanter sits, + Smiles, and waves, and beckons me. + + + + +THE GREAT BREATH + + + Its edges foamed 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. + + I saw how all the trembling ages past, + Moulded to her by deep and deeper breath, + Neared to the hour when Beauty breathes her last + And knows herself in death. + + + + +THE DIVINE VISION + + + This mood hath known all beauty for it sees + O'erwhelmed majesties + In these pale forms, and kingly crowns of gold + On brows no longer bold, + And through the shadowy terrors of their hell + The love for which they fell, + And how desire which cast them in the deep + Called God too from his sleep. + O, pity, only seer, who looking through + A heart melted like dew, + Seest the long perished in the present thus, + For ever dwell in us. + Whatever time thy golden eyelids ope + They travel to a hope; + Not only backward from these low degrees + To starry dynasties, + But, looking far where now the silence owns + And rules from empty thrones, + Thou seest the enchanted halls of heaven burn + For joy at our return. + Thy tender kiss hath memory we are kings + For all our wanderings. + Thy shining eyes already see the after + In hidden light and laughter. + + + + +THE BURNING GLASS + + + A shaft of fire that falls like dew, + And melts and maddens all my blood, + From out thy spirit flashes through + The burning glass of womanhood. + + Only so far; here must I stay: + Nearer I miss the light, the fire: + I must endure the torturing ray, + And, with all beauty, all desire. + + Ah, time-long must the effort be, + And far the way that I must go + To bring my spirit unto thee, + Behind the glass, within the glow. + + + + +A VISION OF BEAUTY + + + Where we sat at dawn together, while the star-rich heavens shifted, + We were weaving dreams in silence, suddenly the veil was lifted. + By a hand of fire awakened, in a moment caught and led + Upward to the wondrous vision: through the star-mists overhead + Flare and flaunt the monstrous highlands; on the sapphire coast of night + Fall the ghostly froth and fringes of the ocean of the light. + Many coloured shine the vapours: to the moon-eye far away + 'Tis the fairy ring of twilight mid the spheres of night and day, + Girdling with a rainbow cincture round the planet where we go, + We and it together fleeting, poised upon the pearl glow; + We and it and all together flashing through the starry spaces + In a tempest dream of beauty lighting up the place of places. + Half our eyes behold the glory: half within the spirit's glow + Echoes of the noiseless revels and the will of beauty go. + By a hand of fire uplifted--to her star-strewn palace brought, + To the mystic heart of beauty and the secret of her thought: + Here of yore the ancient mother in the fire mists sank to rest, + And she built her dreams about her, rayed from out her burning breast: + Here the wild will woke within her lighting up her flying dreams, + Round and round the planets whirling break in woods and flowers and streams, + And the winds are shaken from them as the leaves from off the rose, + And the feet of earth go dancing in the way that beauty goes, + And the souls of earth are kindled by the incense of her breath + As her light alternate lures them through the gates of birth and death. + O'er the fields of space together following her flying traces, + In a radiant tumult thronging, suns and stars and myriad races + Mount the spirit spires of beauty, reaching onward to the day + When the Shepherd of the Ages draws his misty hordes away + Through the glimmering deeps to silence, and within the awful fold + Life and joy and love forever vanish as a tale is told, + Lost within the mother's being. So the vision flamed and fled, + And before the glory fallen every other dream lay dead. + + + + +REST + + + On me to rest, my bird, my bird: + The swaying branches of my heart + Are blown by every wind toward + The home whereto their wings depart. + + Build not your nest, my bird, on me: + I know no peace but ever sway: + O, lovely bird, be free, be free, + On the wild music of the day. + + But sometimes when your wings would rest, + And winds are laid on quiet eves: + Come, I will bear you breast to breast, + And lap you close with loving leaves. + + + + +THE EARTH BREATH + + + From the cool and dark-lipped furrow breathes a dim delight + Through the woodland's purple plumage to the diamond night. + Aureoles of joy encircle every blade of grass + Where the dew-fed creatures silent and enraptured pass. + And the restless ploughman pauses, turns, and wondering, + Deep beneath his rustic habit finds himself a king; + For a fiery moment looking with the eyes of God + Over fields a slave at morning bowed him to the sod. + Blind and dense with revelation every moment flies. + And unto the mighty mother, gay, eternal, rise + All the hopes we hold, the gladness, dreams of things to be. + One of all thy generations, mother, hails to thee. + Hail, and hail, and hail for ever, though I turn again + From thy joy unto the human vestiture of pain. + I, thy child who went forth radiant in the golden prime, + Find thee still the mother-hearted through my night in time: + Find in thee the old enchantment there behind the veil + Where the gods, my brothers, linger. Hail, for ever hail! + + + + +DIVINE VISITATION + + + The heavens lay hold on us: the starry rays + Fondle with flickering fingers brow and eyes: + A new enchantment lights the ancient skies. + What is it looks between us gaze on gaze? + Does the wild spirit of the endless days + Chase through my heart some lure that ever flies? + Only I know the vast within me cries + Finding in thee the ending of all ways. + Ah, but they vanish; the immortal train + From thee, from me, depart, yet take from thee + Memorial grace: laden with adoration + Forth from this heart they flow that all in vain + Would stay the proud eternal powers that flee + After the chase in burning exultation. + + + + +THE MASTER SINGER + + + A laughter in the diamond air, a music in the trembling grass; + And one by one the words of light as joydrops through my being pass. + I am the sunlight in the heart, the silver moonglow in the mind; + My laughter runs and ripples through the wavy tresses of the wind. + I am the fire upon the hills, the dancing flame that leads afar + Each burning-hearted wanderer, and I the dear and homeward star. + A myriad lovers died for me, and in their latest yielded breath + I woke in glory giving them immortal life though touched by death. + They knew me from the dawn of time: if Hermes beats his rainbow wings, + If Angus shakes his locks of light, or golden-haired Apollo sings, + It matters not the name, the land; my joy in all the gods abides: + Even in the cricket in the grass some dimness of me smiles and hides. + For joy of me the day star glows, and in delight and wild desire + The peacock twilight rays aloft its plumes and blooms of shadowy fire, + Where in the vastness too I burn through summer nights and ages long, + And with the fiery footed Watchers shake in myriad dance and song. + + + + +APHRODITE + + + Not unremembering we pass our exile from the starry ways: + One timeless hour in time we caught from the long night of endless days. + With solemn gaiety the stars danced far withdrawn on elfin heights: + The lilac breathed amid the shade of green and blue and citron lights. + But yet the close enfolding night seemed on the phantom verge of things, + For our adoring hearts had turned within from all their wanderings: + For beauty called to beauty and there thronged at the enchanter's will + The vanished hours of love that burn within the Ever-living still. + And sweet eternal faces put the shadows of the earth to rout, + And faint and fragile as a moth your white hand fluttered and went out. + Oh, who am I who tower beside this goddess of the twilight air? + The burning doves fly from my heart and melt within her bosom there. + I know the sacrifice of old they offered to the mighty queen, + And this adoring love has brought us back the beauty that has been. + As to her worshippers she came descending from her glowing skies + So Aphrodite I have seen with shining eyes look through your eyes: + One gleam of the ancestral face which lighted up the dawn for me: + One fiery visitation of the love the gods desire in thee! + + + + +ILLUSION + + + What is the love of shadowy lips + That know not what they seek or press, + From whom the lure for ever slips + And fails their phantom tenderness? + + The mystery and light of eyes + That near to mine grow dim and cold; + They move afar in ancient skies + Mid flame and mystic darkness rolled. + + O, beauty, as thy heart o'erflows + In tender yielding unto me, + A vast desire awakes and grows + Unto forgetfulness of thee. + + + + +BABYLON + + + The blue dusk ran between the streets; my love was winged within my mind; + It left to-day and yesterday and thrice a thousand years behind. + To-day was past and dead for me for from to-day my feet had run + Through thrice a thousand years to walk the ways of ancient Babylon. + On temple top and palace roof the burnished gold flung back the rays + Of a red sunset that was dead and lost beyond a million days. + The tower of heaven turns darker blue; a starry sparkle now begins; + The mystery and magnificence, the myriad beauty and the sins + Come back to me. I walk beneath the shadowy multitude of towers; + Within the gloom the fountain jets its pallid mist in lily flowers. + The waters lull me, and the scent of many gardens, and I hear + Familiar voices, and the voice I love is whispering in my ear. + Oh real as in dream all this; and then a hand on mine is laid: + The wave of phantom time withdraws; and that young Babylonian maid, + One drop of beauty left behind from all the flowing of that tide, + Is looking with the self-same eyes, and here in Ireland by my side. + Oh, light our life in Babylon, but Babylon has taken wings, + While we are in the calm and proud procession of eternal things. + + + + +ALTER EGO + + + All the morn a spirit gay + Breathes within my heart a rhyme, + 'Tis but hide and seek we play + In and out the courts of Time. + + Fairy lover, when my feet + Through the tangled woodland go, + 'Tis thy sunny fingers fleet + Fleck the fire dews to and fro. + + In the moonlight grows a smile + Mid its rays of dusty pearl-- + 'Tis but hide and seek the while, + As some frolic boy and girl. + + When I fade into the deep + Some mysterious radiance showers + From the jewel-heart of sleep + Through the veil of darkened hours. + + Where the ring of twilight gleams + Round the sanctuary wrought, + Whispers haunt me--in my dreams + We are one yet know it not. + + Some for beauty follow long + Flying traces; some there be + Seek thee only for a song: + I to lose myself in thee. + + + + +KRISHNA + + 'I am Beauty itself among beautiful things.' + Bhagavad-Gita + + + The East was crowned with snow-cold bloom + And hung with veils of pearly fleece: + They died away into the gloom, + Vistas of peace--and deeper peace. + + And earth and air and wave and fire + In awe and breathless silence stood; + For One who passed into their choir + Linked them in mystic brotherhood. + + Twilight of amethyst, amid + Thy few strange stars that lit the heights, + Where was the secret spirit hid? + Where was Thy place, O Light of Lights? + + The flame of Beauty far in space-- + Where rose the fire: in thee? in me? + Which bowed the elemental race + To adoration silently? + + + + +SYMBOLISM + + + Now when the spirit in us wakes and broods, + Filled with home yearnings, drowsily it flings + From its deep heart high dreams and mystic moods, + Mixed with the memory of the loved earth things; + Clothing the vast with a familiar face; + Reaching its right hand forth to greet the starry race. + + Wondrously near and clear the great warm fires + Stare from the blue; so shows the cottage light + To the field labourer whose heart desires + The old folk by the nook, the welcome bright + From the house-wife long parted from at dawn-- + So the star villages in God's great depths withdrawn. + + Nearer to Thee, not by delusion led, + Though there no house fires burn nor bright eyes gaze, + We rise, but by the symbol charioted, + Through loved things rising up to Love's own ways + By these the soul unto the vast has wings + And sets the seal celestial on all mortal things. + + + + +SUNG ON A BY-WAY + + + What of all the will to do? + It has vanished long ago, + For a dream-shaft pierced it through + From the Unknown Archer's bow. + + What of all the soul to think? + Some one offered it a cup + Filled with a diviner drink, + And the flame has burned it up. + + What of all the hope to climb? + Only in the self we grope + To the misty end of time: + Truth has put an end to hope. + + What of all the heart to love? + Sadder than for will or soul, + No light lured it on above; + Love has found itself the whole. + + + + +THE HUNTER + + + Twilight, a timid fawn, went glimmering by, + And night, the dark blue hunter, followed fast: + Ceaseless pursuit and flight were in the sky, + But the long chase had ceased for us at last. + + We watched together while the driven fawn + Hid in the golden thicket of the day: + We from whose hearts pursuit and flight were gone + Knew on the hunter's breast her refuge lay. + + + + +THE VISION OF LOVE + + + The twilight fleeted away in pearl on the stream, + And night, like a diamond dome, stood still in our dream. + Your eyes like burnished stones or as stars were bright + With the sudden vision that made us one with the night. + + We loved in infinite spaces, forgetting here + The breasts that were lit with life and the lips so near; + Till the wizard willows waved in the wind and drew + Me away from the fulness of love and down to you. + + Our love was so vast that it filled the heavens up: + But the soft white form I held was an empty cup, + When the willows called me back to earth with their sigh, + And we moved as shades through the deep that was you and I. + + + + +A CALL OF THE SIDHE + + + Tarry 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 faery 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 starry fruit they bear. + Drink: the immortal waters quench the spirit's longing. + Art thou not now, bright one, all sorrow past, in elation, + Made young with joy, grown brother-hearted with the vast, + Whither thy spirit wending flits the dim stars past + Unto the Light of Lights in burning adoration. + + + + +JANUS + + + Image of beauty, when I gaze on thee, + Trembling I waken to a mystery, + How through one door we go to life or death + By spirit kindled or the sensual breath. + + Image of beauty, when my way I go; + No single joy or sorrow do I know: + Elate for freedom leaps the starry power, + The life which passes mourns its wasted hour. + + And, ah, to think how thin the veil that lies + Between the pain of hell and paradise! + Where the cool grass my aching head embowers + God sings the lovely carol of the flowers. + + + + +THE GREY EROS + + + We are desert leagues apart; + Time is misty ages now + Since the warmth of heart to heart + Chased the shadows from my brow. + + Oh, I am so old, meseems + I am next of kin to Time, + The historian of her dreams + From the long forgotten prime. + + You have come a path of flowers. + What a way was mine to roam! + Many a fallen empire's towers, + Many a ruined heart my home. + + No, there is no comfort, none; + All the dewy tender breath + Idly falls when life is done + On the starless brow of death. + + Though the dream of love may tire, + In the ages long agone + There were ruby hearts of fire-- + Ah, the daughters of the dawn! + + Though I am so feeble now, + I remember when our pride + Could not to the Mighty bow; + We would sweep His stars aside. + + Mix thy youth with thoughts like those-- + It were but to wither thee, + But to graft the youthful rose + On the old and flowerless tree. + + Age is no more near than youth + To the sceptre and the crown. + Vain the wisdom, vain the truth; + Do not lay thy rapture down. + + + + +THE MEMORY OF EARTH + + + In the wet dusk silver-sweet, + Down the violet scented ways, + As I moved with quiet feet + I was met by mighty days. + + On the hedge the hanging dew + Glassed the eve and stars and skies; + While I gazed a madness grew + Into thundered battle cries. + + Where the hawthorn glimmered white, + Flashed the spear and fell the stroke-- + Ah, what faces pale and bright + Where the dazzling battle broke! + + There a hero-hearted queen + With young beauty lit the van. + Gone! the darkness flowed between + All the ancient wars of man. + + While I paced the valley's gloom + Where the rabbits pattered near, + Shone a temple and a tomb + With the legend carven clear: + + 'Time put by a myriad fates + That her day might dawn in glory. + Death made wide a million gates + So to close her tragic story.' + + + + +BY THE MARGIN OF THE GREAT DEEP + + + When the breath of twilight blows to flame the misty skies, + All its vaporous sapphire, violet glow, and silver gleam, + With their magic flood me through the gateway of the eyes; + I am one with the twilight's dream. + + When the trees and skies and fields are one in dusky mood, + Every heart of man is wrapt within the mother's breast: + Full of peace and sleep and dreams in the vasty quietude, + I am one with their hearts at rest. + + From our immemorial joys of hearth and home and love + Strayed away along the margin of the unknown tide, + All its reach of soundless calm can thrill me far above + Word or touch from the lips beside. + + Aye, and deep and deep and deeper let me drink and draw, + From the olden fountain more than light or peace or dream, + Such primeval being as o'erfills the heart with awe, + Growing one with its silent stream. + + + + +THREE COUNSELLORS + + + It was the fairy of the place, + Moving within a little light, + Who touched with dim and shadowy grace + The conflict at its fever height. + + It seemed to whisper 'Quietness,' + Then quietly itself was gone: + Yet echoes of its mute caress + Were with me as the years went on. + + It was the warrior within + Who called 'Awake, prepare for fight: + Yet lose not memory in the din: + Make of thy gentleness thy might: + + 'Make of thy silence words to shake + The long-enthroned kings of earth: + Make of thy will the force to break + Their towers of wantonness and mirth.' + + It was the wise all-seeing soul + Who counselled neither war nor peace: + 'Only be thou thyself that goal + In which the wars of time shall cease.' + + + + +DESIRE + + + With thee a moment! Then what dreams have play! + Traditions of eternal toil arise, + Search for the high austere and lonely way + The Spirit moves in through eternities. + Ah, in the soul what memories arise! + And with what yearning inexpressible, + Rising from long forgetfulness I turn + To Thee, invisible, unrumoured, still: + White for Thy whiteness all desires burn. + Ah, with what longing once again I turn! + + + + +THE PLACE OF REST + + 'The soul is its own witness and its own refuge' + + + Unto the deep the deep heart goes, + It lays its sadness nigh the breast: + Only the Mighty Mother knows + The wounds that quiver unconfessed. + + It seeks a deeper silence still; + It folds itself around with peace, + Where thoughts alike of good or ill + In quietness unfostered cease. + + It feels in the unwounding vast + For comfort for its hopes and fears: + The Mighty Mother bows at last; + She listens to her children's tears. + + Where the last anguish deepens--there + The fire of beauty smites through pain: + A glory moves amid despair, + The Mother takes her child again. + + + + +SACRIFICE + + + Those delicate wanderers, + The wind, the star, the cloud, + Ever before mine eyes, + As to an altar bowed, + Light and dew-laden airs + Offer in sacrifice. + + The offerings arise: + Hazes of rainbow light, + Pure crystal, blue, and gold, + Through dreamland take their flight; + And 'mid the sacrifice + God moveth as of old. + + In miracles of fire + He symbols forth his days; + In gleams of crystal light + Reveals what pure pathways + Lead to the soul's desire, + The silence of the height. + + + + +RECONCILIATION + + + I begin through the grass once again to be bound to the Lord; + I can see, through a face that has faded, the face full of rest + Of the Earth, of the Mother, my heart with her heart in accord: + As I lie mid the cool green tresses that mantle her breast + I begin with the grass once again to be bound to the Lord. + + By the hand of a child I am led to the throne of the King, + For a touch that now fevers me not is forgotten and far, + And His infinite sceptred hands that sway us can bring + Me in dreams from the laugh of a child to the song of a star. + On the laugh of a child I am borne to the joy of the King. + + Well, when all is said and done + Best within my narrow way, + May some angel of the sun + Muse memorial o'er my clay: + + 'Here was beauty all betrayed + From the freedom of her state; + From her human uses stayed + On an idle rhyme to wait. + + Ah, what deep despair might move + If the beauty lit a smile, + Or the heart was warm with love + That was pondering the while. + + He has built his monument + With the winds of time at strife, + Who could have before he went + Written in the book of life. + + To the stars from which he came + Empty handed he goes home; + He who might have wrought in flame + Only traced upon the foam.' + + + + +THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE + + + 'Sinend daughter of Lodan Lucharglan, son of Lir, out of the + Land of Promise went to Connlas' Well which is under the + sea, to behold it. That is a well at which are the hazels of + wisdom and inspiration that is, the hazels of the science of + poetry; and in the same hour their fruit and their blossom & + their foliage break forth, and then fall upon the well in + the same shower, which raises upon the water a royal surge + of purple.' + + + + + HERE ENDS THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE, WRITTEN BY A.E., PRINTED, + UPON PAPER MADE IN IRELAND, AND PUBLISHED BY ELIZABETH + CORBET YEATS AT THE DUN EMER PRESS, IN THE HOUSE OF EVELYN + GLEESON AT DUNDRUM IN THE COUNTY OF DUBLIN, IRELAND, + FINISHED ON THE TENTH DAY OF OCTOBER, IN THE YEAR NINETEEN + HUNDRED & THREE. + + + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's The Nuts of Knowledge, by George William Russell + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE *** + +***** This file should be named 16616.txt or 16616.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/1/6/6/1/16616/ + +Produced by David Starner, Sankar Viswanathan, and the +Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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