The Halt Before Rome–September 1867 (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
I. Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone, Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days of ...
Who is your lady of love, O ye that pass Singing? and is it for sorrow of that which was ...
At the chill high tide of the night, At the turn of the fluctuant hours, When the waters of time ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
I. Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote us As mourners clothed with regret for the life gone ...
I AM that which began; Out of me the years roll; Out of me God and man; I am equal ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
STR. 1 I laid my laurel-leaf At the white feet of grief, Seeing how with covered face and plumeless wings, ...
HER mouth is fragrant as a vine, A vine with birds in all its boughs; Serpent and scarab for a ...
In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, The word of the earth in the ...
From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn through a notable nimbus of nebulous noonshine, Pallid and pink ...
Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
The heavenly bay, ringed round with cliffs and moors, Storm-stained ravines, and crags that lawns inlay, Soothes as with love ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
eipate toi basilei, xamai pese daidalos aula. ouketi PHoibos exei kaluban, ou mantida daphnen, ou pagan laleousan . apesbeto kai ...
Send but a song oversea for us, Heart of their hearts who are free, Heart of their singer, to be ...
Three months bade wane and wax the wintering moon Between two dates of death, while men were fain Yet of ...
I. Death, if thou wilt, fain would I plead with thee: Canst thou not spare, of all our hopes have ...
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