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Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Algernon Charles Swinburne
Age: 72 †
Born: 1837
Born: April 5
Died: 1909
Died: April 10
Literary Critic
Poet
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London
England
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Blossom
Begins
Spring
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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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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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Let weakness learn meekness.
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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.
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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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Yet leave me not yet, if thou wilt, be free love me no more, but love my love of thee.
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His speech is a burning fire.
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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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In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part.
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Fear that makes faith may break faith.
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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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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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Change lays not her hand upon truth.
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Is not Precedent indeed a King of men? A Word from the Psalmist.
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For winter's rains and ruins are over... And in Green under wood and cover Blossum by blossom the spring begins.
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Time stoops to no man's lure.
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For the crown of our life as it closes Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust No thorns go as deep as a rose's, And love is more cruel than lust. Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.
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Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean.
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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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