George William Russell - The Memory of Earth lyrics

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 Gla**ed 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; d**h made wide a million gates So to close her tragic story.”