Epilogue (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
Between the green bud and the red Youth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
I. Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone, Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days of ...
Vicisti, Galilæe I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end; Goddess and maiden and ...
WAS it light that spake from the darkness, or music that shone from the word, When the night was enkindled ...
From the depths of the green garden-closes Where the summer in darkness dozes Till autumn pluck from his hand An ...
Death and birth should dwell not near together: Wealth keeps house not, even for shame, with dearth: Fate doth ill ...
Watchman, what of the night? - Storm and thunder and rain, Lights that waver and wane, Leaving the watchfires unlit. ...
I -- In Church Thou whose birth on earth Angels sang to men, While thy stars made mirth, Saviour, at ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother, Night and day, on all things that draw breath, Reign, while time keeps friends ...
In the outer world that was before this earth, That was before all shape or space was born, Before the ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
HER mouth is fragrant as a vine, A vine with birds in all its boughs; Serpent and scarab for a ...
Who is your lady of love, O ye that pass Singing? and is it for sorrow of that which was ...
Fire and wild light of hope and doubt and fear, Wind of swift change, and clouds and hours that veer ...
Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed, And men still hear what the sweet cry saith, Crying aloud in thine ...
At the time when the stars are grey, And the gold of the molten moon Fades, and the twilight is ...
I AM that which began; Out of me the years roll; Out of me God and man; I am equal ...
I DEATH, if thou wilt, fain would I plead with thee: Canst thou not spare, of all our hopes have ...
STR. 1 I laid my laurel-leaf At the white feet of grief, Seeing how with covered face and plumeless wings, ...
Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams ...
In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, The word of the earth in the ...
At the chill high tide of the night, At the turn of the fluctuant hours, When the waters of time ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
Send but a song oversea for us, Heart of their hearts who are free, Heart of their singer, to be ...
O heart of hearts, the chalice of love's fire, Hid round with flowers and all the bounty of bloom; O ...
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