Living
Mistrust
From The Divine Vision (1904)
Living
You look at me with wan, bright eyes
When in the deeper world I stray:
You fear some hidden ambush lies
In wait to call me, "Come away."
What if I see behind the veil
Your starry self beseeching me,
Or at its stern command grow pale,
"Let her be free, let her be free?"
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MLA
George William Russell (A.E.). “Mistrust.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/russell_ge/44/.
Chicago
George William Russell (A.E.). “Mistrust.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/russell_ge/44/.
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