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At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death.
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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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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A young man with a very good past. [Fr., Un jeune homme d'un bien beau passe.]
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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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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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