All Algernon Charles Swinburne Quotes
- Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Heart's ease. Conceived
- Faith speaks when hope is disassembled; faith lives when hope dies dead. Dead
- In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part. Awareness
- Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which. Body
- 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,… Bitter
- Wherever there is a grain of loyalty there is a glimpse of freedom. Freedom
- The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty. Highest
- To say of shame - what is it? Of virtue - we can miss it; Of sin-we can kiss it, And it's no longer sin. Kiss
- To have read the greatest works of any great poet, to have beheld or heard the greatest works of any great painter or musician, is… Added
- Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran, Pleasure… Beginning
- For words divide and rend But silence is most noble till the end. Divide
- His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep. Life
- 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… Charitable
- There grows No herb of help to heal a coward heart. Coward
- Fear that makes faith may break faith. Break
- Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire... Dawn
- Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all. All
- Blossom by blossom the spring begins. Begins
- The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty ... a man with no loyalty in him,… Case
- Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me. Condescend
- There was a poor poet named Clough, Whom his friends all united to puff, But the public, though dull, Had not such a skull As… All
- 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. Angel
- At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death. Breath
- I remember the way we parted, The day and the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted And knew we should both forget. Both
- And lo, between the sundawn and the sun His day's work and his night's work are undone: And lo, between the nightfall and the light,… Day