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Fear that makes faith may break faith.
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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The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog not though in that stage of development he should puff and blow himself till he bursts with windy adulation at the heels of the laureled ox.
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Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides.
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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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And the best and the worst of this is That neither is most to blame, If you have forgotten my kisses And I have forgotten your name.
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From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever That dead men rise up never That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
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Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean.
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My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment.
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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.
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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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I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide.
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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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Yet leave me not yet, if thou wilt, be free love me no more, but love my love of thee.
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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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When the hounds of Spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain.
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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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At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death.
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On the mountains of memory by the world's wellsprings, in all man's eyes, where the light of life of him is on all past things, death only dies.
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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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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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For whom all winds are quiet as the sun,/ All waters as the shore.
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