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The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands.
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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England
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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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To wipe off the froth of falsehood from the foaming lips of inebriated virtue, when fresh from the sexless orgies of morality and reeling from the delirious riot of religion, may doubtless be a charitable office.
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Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light: Nor sound of waters shaken, Nor any sound or sight: Nor wintry leaves nor vernal Nor days nor things diurnal Only the sleep eternal In an eternal night.
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Let weakness learn meekness.
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For whom all winds are quiet as the sun,/ All waters as the shore.
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The sun is all about the world we see, the breath and strength of every spring.
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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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The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty.
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But now, you are twain, you are cloven apart Flesh of his flesh, but heart of my heart.
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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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Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire.
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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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Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.
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Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me.
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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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Doubt is faith in the main: but faith, on the whole, is doubt We cannot believe by proof: but could we believe without?
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The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.
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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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Change lays not her hand upon truth.
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The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog.
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