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But now, you are twain, you are cloven apart Flesh of his flesh, but heart of my heart.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Algernon Charles Swinburne
Age: 72 †
Born: 1837
Born: April 5
Died: 1909
Died: April 10
Literary Critic
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London
England
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Wan February with weeping cheer, Whose cold hand guides the youngling year Down misty roads of mire and rime, Before thy pale and fitful face The shrill wind shifts the clouds apace Through skies the morning scarce may climb. Thine eyes are thick with heavy tears, But lit with hopes that light the year's.
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Life is the lust of a lamp for the light that is dark till the dawn of the day that we die.
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A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal, Even while we hailed as fresh from birth A little soul.
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Love laid his sleepless head On a thorny rose bed: And his eyes with tears were red, And pale his lips as the dead.
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Cold autumn, wan with wrath of wind and rain, Saw pass a soul sweet as the sovereign tune That death smote silent when he smote again.
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Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes.
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Not with dreams, but with blood and with iron, Shall a nation be moulded at last.
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Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean.
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There is no God found stronger than death and death is a sleep.
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Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran .
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I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide.
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As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead.
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Where might is, the right is: Long purses make strong swords. Let weakness learn meekness: God save the House of Lords!
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In hawthorn-time the heart grows light.
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Time stoops to no man's lure.
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