Christopher Marlowe (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
Crowned, girdled, garbed and shod with light and fire, Son first-born of the morning, sovereign star! Soul nearest ours of ...
Crowned, girdled, garbed and shod with light and fire, Son first-born of the morning, sovereign star! Soul nearest ours of ...
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, ...
A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal Even while we hailed as fresh ...
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 ...
I. Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone, Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days of ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
eipate toi basilei, xamai pese daidalos aula. ouketi PHoibos exei kaluban, ou mantida daphnen, ou pagan laleousan . apesbeto kai ...
I. Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote us As mourners clothed with regret for the life gone ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
I. Time, thy name is sorrow, says the stricken Heart of life, laid waste with wasting flame Ere the change ...
HER mouth is fragrant as a vine, A vine with birds in all its boughs; Serpent and scarab for a ...
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
Who is this that sits by the way, by the wild wayside, In a rent stained raiment, the robe of ...
At the time when the stars are grey, And the gold of the molten moon Fades, and the twilight is ...
Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone, Fared the steamer alert and loud through ...
I. Dead and gone, the days we had together, Shadow-stricken all the lights that shone Round them, flown as flies ...
Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
Fire out of heaven, a flower of perfect fire, That where the roots of life are had its root And ...
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