Mater Triumphalis (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
The woods were in leaf, and they cast a sweet shade;Among them walk'd Helga, the beautiful maid.The water is dashing ...
A sultry eve pursu'd a sultry day;Dark streaks of purple in the sky were seen,And shadows half conceal'd the lonely ...
IN the sleepy forest where the bluebells Smouldered dimly through the night, Dermuid saw the leaves like glad green waters ...
Purple shafts of sunset fireGlory-crown the passionate sea,Throbbing with a fierce desireFor the blue immensity.Floods of pale and scarlet flameSweep ...
As Venus sat mop'd, no Mars to divert her,Her good Man asleep, whom she wished alerter;"I'll e'en take a Ride, ...
I KNOW a way Of hearing what the larks and linnets say: The larks tell of the sunshine and ...
The world's a very happy place, Where every child should dance and sing,And always have a smiling face, And never ...
"We're all for love," the violins said.—Sidney LanierDo I love you? Do I love you?Ask the heavens that bend above ...
An acre of land between the shore and the hills,Upon a ledge that shows my kingdoms three,The lovely visible earth ...
Somewhere is music from the linnets' bills, And thro' the sunny flowers the bee-wings drone, And white bells of convolvulus ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
I did not delight in love so much as in a kiss like linnets' wings, the flutterings of a pulse ...
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
(Newdigate prize poem recited in the Sheldonian Theatre Oxford June 26th, 1878. To my friend George Fleming author of 'The ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
Very true, the linnets sing Sweetest in the leaves of spring: You have found in all these leaves That which ...
When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When ...
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