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Ask nothing more of me sweet All I can give you I give Heart of my heart were it more, More would be laid at your feet.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Algernon Charles Swinburne
Age: 72 †
Born: 1837
Born: April 5
Died: 1909
Died: April 10
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London
England
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A baby's feet, like sea-shells pink Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angel's lips to kiss, we think, A baby's feet.
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Hope knows not if fear speaks truth, nor fear whether hope be blind as she.
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Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides.
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Who knows but on their sleep may rise Such light as never heaven let through To lighten earth from Paradise?
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I dore not always touch her, lest the kiss Leave my lips charred. Yea, Lord, a little bliss, Brief, bitter bliss, one hath for a great sin Nathless thou knowest how sweet a thing it is.
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Let weakness learn meekness.
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Forget that I remember And dream that I forget.
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