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Change lays not her hand upon truth.
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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At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death.
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Love is more cruel than lust.
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I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and no other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me.
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When fate has allowed to any man more than one great gift, accident or necessity seems usually to contrive that one shall encumber and impede the other.
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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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The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty.
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If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather.
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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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The more congenial page of some tenth-rate poeticule worn out with failure after failure and now squat in his hole like the tailless fox, he is curled up to snarl and whimper beneath the inaccessible vine of song.
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When I hear that a personal friend has fallen into matrimonial courses, I feel the same sorrow as if I had heard of his lapsing into theism — a holy sorrow, unmixed with anger.
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For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins And time remembered isgrief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
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Fear that makes faith may break faith.
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To wipe off the froth of falsehood from the foaming lips of inebriated virtue, when fresh from the sexless orgies of morality and reeling from the delirious riot of religion, may doubtless be a charitable office.
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Faith speaks when hope is disassembled faith lives when hope dies dead.
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Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
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A young man with a very good past. [Fr., Un jeune homme d'un bien beau passe.]
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There is no such thing as a dumb poet or a handless painter. The essence of an artist is that he should be articulate.
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The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands.
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In fierce March weather White waves break tether, And whirled together At either hand, Like weeds uplifted, The tree-trunks rifted In spars are drifted, Like foam or sand.
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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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