Tiresias (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
PART IIt is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
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, ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
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, ...
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 ...
In a vision Liberty stood By the childless charm-stricken bedWhere, barren of glory and good,Knowing nought if she would ...
Take, since you bade it should bear, These, of the seed of your sowing, Blossom or berry ...
SWEET MOTHER, in a minute's span Death parts thee and my love of thee;Sweet love, that yet art living ...
Alas my brother! the cry of the mourners of old That cried on each other,All crying aloud on the ...
STATELY, kindly, lordly friend, Condescend Here to sit by me, and turn Glorious eyes that smile and burn, Golden eyes, ...
Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother, Night and day, on all things that draw breath, Reign, while time keeps friends ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
At the time when the stars are grey, And the gold of the molten moon Fades, and the twilight is ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams ...
From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn through a notable nimbus of nebulous noonshine, Pallid and pink ...
Alas my brother! the cry of the mourners of old That cried on each other, All crying aloud on the ...
from Atalanta in Calydon When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
JANUARY HAIL, January, that bearest here On snowbright breasts the babe-faced year That weeps and trembles to be born. Hail, ...
CHILD, when they say that others Have been or are like you, Babes fit to be your brothers, Sweet human ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, Remembering thee, That for ages of agony hast endured, and ...
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
Vicisti, Galilæe I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end; Goddess and maiden and ...
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