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 ...
PART IIt is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn?Is it so, that the light ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
I am that which began;Out of me the years roll;Out of me God and man;I am equal and whole;God changes, ...
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 ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood,Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
LEAN BACK, and get some minutes' peace; Let your head leanBack to the shoulder with its fleece Of ...
NOTHING is better, I well think, Than love; the hidden well-waterIs not so delicate to drink: This was ...
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, Remembering thee,That for ages of agony hast endured, ...
THERE is an end of joy and sorrow;Peace all day long, all night, all morrow, But never a time ...
FIRST ANTIPHONE.ALL the bright lights of heaven I will make dark over thee;One night shall be as seven ...
At the chill high tide of the night, At the turn of the fluctuant hours,When the waters of time ...
Praise of the knights of oldMay sleep: their tale is told, And no man cares:The praise which fires ...
The burden of fair women. Vain delight, And love self-slain in some sweet shameful way, And ...
In a vision Liberty stood By the childless charm-stricken bedWhere, barren of glory and good,Knowing nought if she would ...
Put in the sickles and reap; For the morning of harvest is red, And the long large ...
THREE DAMSELS in the queen's chamber, The queen's mouth was most fair;She spake a word of God's mother ...
I.WHITE ROSE in red rose-garden Is not so white;Snowdrops that plead for pardon And pine for frightBecause the ...
O LOVE! what shall be said of thee?The son of grief begot by joy?Being sightless, wilt thou see?Being sexless, wilt ...
I.Years upon years, as a course of clouds that thickenThronging the ways of the wind that shifts and veers,Pass, and ...
I.—VENTIMIGLIAThe sky and sea glared hard and bright and blank:Down the one steep street, with slow steps firm and free,A ...
Lying asleep between the strokes of night I saw my love lean over my sad bed, Pale as the duskiest ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
I.--VENTIMIGLIA The sky and sea glared hard and bright and blank: Down the one steep street, with slow steps firm ...
HER mouth is fragrant as a vine, A vine with birds in all its boughs; Serpent and scarab for a ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
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