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Despair the twin-born of devotion.
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
Algernon Swinburne
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Despair
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Devotion
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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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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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She knows not loves that kissed her She knows not where. Art thou the ghost, my sister, White sister there, Am I the ghost, who knows? My hand, a fallen rose, Lies snow-white on white snows, and takes no care.
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Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
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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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I remember the way we parted, The day and the way we met You hoped we were both broken-hearted And knew we should both forget.
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The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog.
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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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Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean.
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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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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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The loves and hours of the life of a man, They are swift and sad, being born of the sea.
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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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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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As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead.
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There is no safety-net to protect against attraction.
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Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.
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Who knows but on their sleep may rise Such light as never heaven let through To lighten earth from Paradise?
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Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire.
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Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which.
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