Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920.
A. E. (George William Russell)18671935The Great Breath
I
Withers once more the old blue flower of day:
There where the ether like a diamond glows,
Its petals fade away.
Sparkle the delicate dews, the distant snows;
The great deep thrills—for through it everywhere
The breath of Beauty blows.
Moulded to her by deep and deeper breath,
Near’d to the hour when Beauty breathes her last
And knows herself in death.