| George William (“A. E.”) Russell (1867–1935). Collected Poems by A.E. 1913. |
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| 17. The Divine Vision |
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| 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 | 5 |
| The love for which they fell, | |
| And how desire which cast them in the deep | |
| Called God too from His sleep. | |
| Oh, Pity, only seer, who looking through | |
| A heart melted like dew, | 10 |
| 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 | 15 |
| To starry dynasties, | |
| But, looking far where now the silence owns | |
| And rules from empty thrones, | |
| Thou seest the enchanted hills of heaven burn | |
| For joy at our return. | 20 |
| Thy tender kiss hath memory we are kings | |
| For all our wanderings. | |
| Thy shining eyes already see the after | |
| In hidden light and laughter. | |
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