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THE MESSAGE by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL

First Line: DO YOU NOT FEEL THE WHITE GLOW IN YOUR BREAST, MY BIRD?
Last Line: WITH NO DEATH AFTER, NO ARROW WITH STINGING PAINS.
Subject(s): DOVER, ENGLAND; DOVES; LOVE; MESSENGERS;
DO you not feel the white glow in your breast, my bird?
That is the flame of love I send to you from afar:
Not a wafted kiss, hardly a whispered word,
But love itself that flies as a white-winged star.
Let it dwell there, let it rest there, at home in your heart:
Wafted on winds of gold, it is Love itself, the Dove.
Not the god whose arrows wounded with bitter smart,
Nor the purple-fiery birds of death and love.
Do not ask for the hands of love or love's soft eyes:
They give less than love who give all, giving what wanes.
I give you the star-fire, the heart-way to Paradise,
With no death after, no arrow with stinging pains.



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