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
My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
A young man with a very good past. [Fr., Un jeune homme d'un bien beau passe.] — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
For the crown of our life as it closes Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust; No thorns go as deep as a… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives. — 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
“Before Parting A MONTH or twain to live on honeycomb Is pleasant; but one tires of scented time, Cold sweet recurrence of… — 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
