George William Russell - Weariness lyrics

WHERE are now the dreams divine, Fires that lit the dawning soul, As the ruddy colours shine Through an opal aureole? Moving in a joyous trance, We were like the forest glooms Rumorous of old romance, Fraught with unimagined dooms. Titans we or morning stars, So we seemed in days of old, Mingling in the giant wars Fought afar in deeps of gold. God, an elder brother dear, Filled with kindly light our thought: Many a radiant form was near Whom our hearts remember not. Would they know us now? I think Old companions of the prime From our garments well might shrink, Muddied with the lees of Time. Fade the heaven-a**ailing moods: Slave to petty tasks I pine For the quiet of the woods, And the sunlight seems divine. And I yearn to lay my head Where the gra** is green and sweet, Mother, all the dreams are fled From the tired child at thy feet.