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 ...
Bird of the bitter bright grey golden mornScarce risen upon the dusk of dolorous years,First of us all and sweetest ...
PART IIt is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
LEAN BACK, and get some minutes' peace; Let your head leanBack to the shoulder with its fleece Of ...
A faint sea without wind or sun;A sky like flameless vapour dun; A valley like an unsealed graveThat no ...
THERE is an end of joy and sorrow;Peace all day long, all night, all morrow, But never a time ...
TAKE HANDS and part with laughter; Touch lips and part with tears;Once more and no more after, Whatever ...
O LOVE! what shall be said of thee?The son of grief begot by joy?Being sightless, wilt thou see?Being sexless, wilt ...
I.SEVEN white roses on one tree, Seven white loaves of blameless leaven,Seven white sails on one soft sea,Seven white ...
TILL death have brokenSweet life's love-token,Till all be spoken That shall be said,What dost thou praying,O soul, and playingWith ...
'Not a child: I call myself a boy,'Says my king, with accent stern yet mild,Now nine years have brought him ...
Love lies bleeding in the bed whereoverRoses lean with smiling mouths or pleading:Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove ...
But now life's face beholden Seemed bright as heaven's bare browWith hope of gifts withholden But now. ...
Mourning on earth, as when dark hours descend, Wide-winged with plagues, from heaven; when hope and mirth Wane, and no ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
The heavenly bay, ringed round with cliffs and moors, Storm-stained ravines, and crags that lawns inlay, Soothes as with love ...
Not if men's tongues and angels' all in one Spake, might the word be said that might speak thee. Streams, ...
JANUARY HAIL, January, that bearest here On snowbright breasts the babe-faced year That weeps and trembles to be born. Hail, ...
'Not a child: I call myself a boy,' Says my king, with accent stern yet mild, Now nine years have ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother, Night and day, on all things that draw breath, Reign, while time keeps friends ...
Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams ...
Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading: Earth lies laughing where the sun's ...
Somno mollior unda I Dawn is dim on the dark soft water, Soft and passionate, dark and sweet. Love's own ...
If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad ...
But now life's face beholden Seemed bright as heaven's bare brow With hope of gifts withholden But now. From time's ...
Vicisti, Galilæe I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end; Goddess and maiden and ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
There is no woman living who draws breath So sad as I, though all things sadden her. There is not ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
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