| George William (“A. E.”) Russell (1867–1935). Collected Poems by A.E. 1913. |
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| 67. The Burning-Glass |
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| A SHAFT of fire that falls like dew, | |
| And melts and maddens all my blood, | |
| From out thy spirit flashes through | |
| The burning-glass of womanhood. | |
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| Only so far; here must I stay: | 5 |
| Nearer I miss the light, the fire; | |
| I must endure the torturing ray, | |
| And with all beauty, all desire. | |
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| Ah, time long must the effort be, | |
| And far the way that I must go | 10 |
| To bring my spirit unto thee, | |
| Behind the glass, within the glow. | |
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