“Dread deities, the giant powers that warred on men
Grow tender brothers and gay children once again;
Fades every hate away before the Mother's breast
Where all the exiles of the heart return to rest.”

— 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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