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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
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London
England
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Blossom
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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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Let weakness learn meekness.
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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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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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My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment.
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I that have love and no more Give you but love of you, sweet He that hath more, let him give He that hath wings, let him soar Mine is the heart at your feet Here, that must love you to live.
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There is no God found stronger than death and death is a sleep.
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The loves and hours of the life of a man, They are swift and sad, being born of the sea.
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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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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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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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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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Our way is where God knows And Love knows where: We are in Love's hand to-day.
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As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead.
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The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog.
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God's own hand Holds fast all issues of our deeds: with him The end of all our ends is, but with us Our ends are, just or unjust: though our works Find righteous or unrighteous judgment, this At least is ours, to make them righteous.
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His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep.
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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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