MEN have made them gods of love,
Sun-gods, givers of the rain,
Deities of hill and grove:
I have made a god of Pain.
 

Of my god I know this much,
And in singing I repeat,
Though there’s anguish in his touch,
Yet his soul within is sweet.

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Poet: George William Russell
Poem: 57. 57. Pain
Volume: Collected Poems by A.E.
Year: Published/Written in 1913
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