A Channel Crossing (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone,Fared the steamer alert and loud through seas ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone,Fared the steamer alert and loud through seas ...
The weary day runs down and dies,The weary night wears through:And never an hour is fair wi' flower,And never a ...
I hid my heart in a nest of roses,Out of the sun's way, hidden apart;In a softer bed than the ...
Between the green bud and the redYouth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, I, God, the spirit of man?Wherefore now ...
1 BLESSED was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair,For all men's sake ...
A faint sea without wind or sun;A sky like flameless vapour dun; A valley like an unsealed graveThat no ...
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, Remembering thee,That for ages of agony hast endured, ...
At the chill high tide of the night, At the turn of the fluctuant hours,When the waters of time ...
Fire and wild light of hope and doubt and fear,Wind of swift change, and clouds and hours that veerAs the ...
In a vision Liberty stood By the childless charm-stricken bedWhere, barren of glory and good,Knowing nought if she would ...
A little soul scarce fledged for earthTakes wing with heaven again for goalEven while we hailed as fresh from birth ...
TAKE HANDS and part with laughter; Touch lips and part with tears;Once more and no more after, Whatever ...
I.—VENTIMIGLIAThe sky and sea glared hard and bright and blank:Down the one steep street, with slow steps firm and free,A ...
I.Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote usAs mourners clothed with regret for the life gone by;To the ...
But now life's face beholden Seemed bright as heaven's bare browWith hope of gifts withholden But now. ...
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
I.--VENTIMIGLIA The sky and sea glared hard and bright and blank: Down the one steep street, with slow steps firm ...
There is no woman living who draws breath So sad as I, though all things sadden her. There is not ...
From the depths of the green garden-closes Where the summer in darkness dozes Till autumn pluck from his hand An ...
Beneath the shadow of dawn's aërial cope, With eyes enkindled as the sun's own sphere, Hope from the front of ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal Even while we hailed as fresh ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
I. Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote us As mourners clothed with regret for the life gone ...
In a vision Liberty stood By the childless charm-stricken bed Where, barren of glory and good, Knowing nought if she ...
Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams ...
STATELY, kindly, lordly friend, Condescend Here to sit by me, and turn Glorious eyes that smile and burn, Golden eyes, ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
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