“Ah, immortality so blind,
To dream all things with it conjoined
Must follow it from star to star
And share with it immortal years.
The memory, yearning, grief, and tears,
Fall from it and it goes afar.”

—  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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