“The grey road whereupon we trod became as holy ground:
The eve was all one voice that breathed its message with no sound:
And burning multitudes pour through my heart, too bright, too blind,
Too swift and hurried in their flight to leave their tale behind.”

—  George William Russell

By Still Waters (1906)

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Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter 1867–1935

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