Thomas Middleton: IX (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
A WILD MOON riding high from cloud to cloud, That sees and sees not, glimmering far beneath, Hell's ...
A WILD MOON riding high from cloud to cloud, That sees and sees not, glimmering far beneath, Hell's ...
THERE WAS a graven image of Desire Painted with red blood on a ground of gold ...
WHEN the game began between them for a jest,He played king and she played queen to match the best;Laughter soft ...
THESE many years since we began to be,What have the gods done with us? what with me,What with my love? ...
TOM, if they loved thee best who called thee Tom. What else may all men call thee, seeing thus ...
HIGH priest of Homer, not elect in vain, Deep trumpets blow before thee, shawms behind Mix music with ...
Ask nothing more of me, sweet; All I can give you I give. Heart of my heart, ...
THE BITTERNESS of death and bitterer scorn Breathes from the broad-leafed aloe-plant whence thou Wast fain to gather ...
BY no dry death another king goes down The way of kings. Yet may no free man's voice, ...
OUT of the depths of darkling life where sin Laughs piteously that sorrow should not know Her own ...
HEW hard the marble from the mountain's heart Where hardest night holds fast in iron gloom Gems brighter ...
SWEET MOTHER, in a minute's span Death parts thee and my love of thee;Sweet love, that yet art living ...
NOT ALL disgraced, in that Italian town, The imperial German cowered beneath thine hand, Alone indeed imperial Hildebrand,And ...
THE DUSK of day's decline was hard on dark When evening trembled round thy glowworm lamp That shone ...
NOT for less love, all glorious France, to thee, 'Sweet enemy' called in days long since at end. ...
BEYOND the north wind lay the land of old Where men dwelt blithe and blameless, clothed and fed ...
Orpheus, the night is full of tears and cries, And hardly for the storm and ruin shed Can ...
Is thine hour come to wake, O slumbering Night? Hath not the Dawn a message in thine ear? ...
Deep desire, that pierces heart and spirit to the root,Finds reluctant voice in verse that yearns like soaring fire,Takes exultant ...
Far-fetched and dear-bought, as the proverb rehearses,Is good, or was held so, for ladies: but noughtIn a song can be ...
Sark, fairer than aught in the world that the lit skies cover,Laughs inly behind her cliffs, and the seafarers markAs ...
Had I wist, when life was like a warm wind playingLight and loud through sundawn and the dew's bright trust,How ...
Soul within sense, immeasurable, obscure,Insepulchred and deathless, through the denseDeep elements may scarce be felt as pure Soul within ...
Songs light as these may sound, though deep and strongThe heart spake through them, scarce should hope to pleaseEars tuned ...
Love lies bleeding in the bed whereoverRoses lean with smiling mouths or pleading:Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove ...
Alas my brother! the cry of the mourners of old That cried on each other,All crying aloud on the ...
Blest in death and life beyond man's guessingLittle children live and die, possestStill of grace that keeps them past expressing ...
Wind and sea and cloud and cloud-forsakingMirth of moonlight where the storm leaves freeHeaven awhile, for all the wrath of ...
Strong as death, and cruel as the grave,Clothed with cloud and tempest's blackening breath,Known of death's dread self, whom none ...
My brother, my Valerius, dearest headOf all whose crowning bay-leaves crown their motherRome, in the notes first heard of thine ...
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