George William Russell (Джордж Уильям Расселл)

Freedom

I WILL not follow you, my bird,
I will not follow you.
I would not breathe a word, my bird,
To bring thee here anew.

I love the free in thee, my bird,
The lure of freedom drew;
The light you fly toward, my bird,
I fly with thee unto.

And there we yet will meet, my bird,
Though far I go from you
Where in the light outpoured, my bird,
Are love and freedom too. 

1. Dusk
2. A Woman's Voice
3. Kinship
4. Childhood
5. By the Margin of the Great Deep

Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лампман) Freedom ("Out of the heart of the city begotten")

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