| George William (“A. E.”) Russell (1867–1935). Collected Poems by A.E. 1913. |
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| 25. Pity |
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| THE TWINKLING mists of green and gold | |
| Afloat in the abyss of air, | |
| From out the window high and old | |
| We watched together there. | |
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| The monstrous fabric of the town | 5 |
| Lay black below; the cries of pain | |
| Came to our ears from up and down | |
| The dimly-lighted lane. | |
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| Olive, your eyes were turned to me, | |
| Seeking a soul to sympathise: | 10 |
| I wondered what that glow might be, | |
| Olive, within your eyes. | |
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| Into your trembling words there passed | |
| The sorrow that was sighed through you: | |
| Pity, a breath from out the vast, | 15 |
| From unknown hollows blew. | |
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