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The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog.
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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There is no God found stronger than death and death is a sleep.
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My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment.
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In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part. To sleep for a season and hear no word Of true love's truth or of light love's art, Only the song of a secret bird.
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If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather.
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Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me.
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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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On the mountains of memory by the world's wellsprings, in all man's eyes, where the light of life of him is on all past things, death only dies.
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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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Wherever there is a grain of loyalty there is a glimpse of freedom.
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O Love, O great god Love, what have I done, That thou shouldst hunger so after my death? My heart is harmless as my life's first day: Seek out some false fair woman, and plague her Till her tears even as my tears fill her bed.
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As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead.
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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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We, drinking love at the furthest springs, Covered with love as a covering tree, We had grown as gods, as the gods above, Filled from the heart to the lips with love, Held fast in his hands, clothed warm with his wings, O love, my love, had you loved but me!
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Forget that I remember And dream that I forget.
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Despair the twin-born of devotion.
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His speech is a burning fire.
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Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides.
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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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While three men hold together, the kingdoms are less by three.
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Sleep and if life was bitter to thee, pardon, If sweet, give thanks thou hast no more to live And to give thanks is good, and to forgive.
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