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Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Heart's ease.
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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Not with dreams, but with blood and with iron, Shall a nation be moulded at last.
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No blast of air or fire of sun Puts out the light whereby we run With girdled loins our lamplit race, And each from each takes heart of grace And spirit till his turn be done.
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Sleep and if life was bitter to thee, pardon, If sweet, give thanks thou hast no more to live And to give thanks is good, and to forgive.
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The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands.
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Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
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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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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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Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all.
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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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And lo, between the sundawn and the sun His day's work and his night's work are undone: And lo, between the nightfall and the light, He is not, and none knoweth of such an one.
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But now, you are twain, you are cloven apart Flesh of his flesh, but heart of my heart.
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Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire.
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Time stoops to no man's lure.
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His speech is a burning fire.
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Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by 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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