Fruits fail and love dies and time ranges;Thou art fed with perpetual breath, and alive after infinite changes,And fresh from the kisses… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“From too much love of living From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean; the world has grown grey from thy breath;/ We have drunken of things Lethean, and fed… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
There is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“She loved the games men played with death, Where death must win” — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
On the mountains of memory by the world's wellsprings, in all man's eyes, where the light of life of him is on… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“Ah, had I not taken my life up and given All that life gives and the years let go, The wind and… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“I wish we were dead together to-day, Lost sight of, hidden away out of sight, Clasped and clothed in the cloven clay,… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“A Match If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Cold autumn, wan with wrath of wind and rain, Saw pass a soul sweet as the sovereign tune That death smote silent… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
O Love, O great god Love, what have I done, That thou shouldst hunger so after my death? My heart is harmless… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“And with light lips yet full of their swift smile, And hands that wist not though they dug a grave, Undid the… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“Though one were strong as seven, He too with death shall dwell, Nor wake with wings in heaven, Nor weep for pains… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
She knows not loves that kissed her She knows not where. Art thou the ghost, my sister, White sister there, Am I the ghost,… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal, Even while we hailed as fresh from birth A little… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
While three men hold together, the kingdoms are less by three. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Fruits fail and love dies and time ranges;Thou art fed with perpetual breath, and alive after infinite changes,And fresh from the kisses of death,Of… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“As the dawn loves the sunlight that must cease Ere dawn again may rise and pass in peace; Must die that she being dead… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Sorrow, on wing through the world for ever, Here and there for awhile would borrow Rest, if rest might haply deliver Sorrow. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“Love, that is first and last of all things made, The light that has the living world for shade, The spirit that for temporal… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
