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We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure Today will die tomorrow Time stoops to no man's lure.
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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Forget that I remember And dream that I forget.
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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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The loves and hours of the life of a man, They are swift and sad, being born of the sea.
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Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes.
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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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