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.

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Poet: George William Russell
Poem: 44. 44. Freedom
Volume: Collected Poems by A.E.
Year: Published/Written in 1913
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Aug 28 2003
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