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 ...
Between the green bud and the redYouth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
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, ...
I.WHO hath known the ways of time Or trodden behind his feet? There is no such ...
Praise of the knights of oldMay sleep: their tale is told, And no man cares:The praise which fires ...
I.WHITE ROSE in red rose-garden Is not so white;Snowdrops that plead for pardon And pine for frightBecause the ...
Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed,And men still hear what the sweet cry saith,Crying aloud in thine ears fast ...
NOT ALL disgraced, in that Italian town, The imperial German cowered beneath thine hand, Alone indeed imperial Hildebrand,And ...
By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, Remembering thee, That for ages of agony hast endured, and ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
JANUARY HAIL, January, that bearest here On snowbright breasts the babe-faced year That weeps and trembles to be born. Hail, ...
Between the green bud and the red Youth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
Is it so, that the sword is broken, Our sword, that was halfway drawn? Is it so, that the light ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed, And men still hear what the sweet cry saith, Crying aloud in thine ...
STR. 1 I laid my laurel-leaf At the white feet of grief, Seeing how with covered face and plumeless wings, ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
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