A Ballad of Death (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears,Girdle thyself with sighing for a girthUpon the sides of mirth,Cover thy ...
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears,Girdle thyself with sighing for a girthUpon the sides of mirth,Cover thy ...
The weary day runs down and dies,The weary night wears through:And never an hour is fair wi' flower,And never a ...
ALL the bells of heaven may ring,All the birds of heaven may sing,All the wells on earth may spring,All the ...
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 ...
Between the green bud and the redYouth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood,Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt ...
NOTHING is better, I well think, Than love; the hidden well-waterIs not so delicate to drink: This was ...
I.WHO hath known the ways of time Or trodden behind his feet? There is no such ...
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 ...
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.LIFT UP thy lips, turn round, look back for love, Blind love that comes by night and casts out ...
O LOVE! what shall be said of thee?The son of grief begot by joy?Being sightless, wilt thou see?Being sexless, wilt ...
THERE WAS a graven image of Desire Painted with red blood on a ground of gold ...
At the chill high tide of the night, At the turn of the fluctuant hours, When the waters of time ...
Who is this that sits by the way, by the wild wayside, In a rent stained raiment, the robe of ...
HER mouth is fragrant as a vine, A vine with birds in all its boughs; Serpent and scarab for a ...
Between the green bud and the red Youth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
At the time when the stars are grey, And the gold of the molten moon Fades, and the twilight is ...
From the depths of the green garden-closes Where the summer in darkness dozes Till autumn pluck from his hand An ...
ALL the bells of heaven may ring, All the birds of heaven may sing, All the wells on earth may ...
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
Put in the sickles and reap; For the morning of harvest is red, And the long large ranks of the ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears, Girdle thyself with sighing for a girth Upon the sides of ...
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