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Algernon Charles Swinburne
1837 - 1909
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A Baby's Death
I. / A little soul scarce fledged for earth / Takes wing with heaven again for goal
A Baby's Epitaph
April made me: winter laid me here away asleep. / Bright as Maytime was my daytime; night is soft and deep: / Though the morrow bring forth sorrow, well are ye that weep.
A Ballad at Parting
Sea to sea that clasps and fosters England, uttering ever-more / Song eterne and praise immortal of the indomitable shore, / Lifts aloud her constant heart up, south to north and east to west,
A Ballad Of Appeal
Song wakes with every wakening year / From hearts of birds that only feel / Brief spring’s deciduous flower-time near:
A Ballad of Bath
Like a queen enchanted who may not laugh or weep, / Glad at heart and guarded from change and care like ours, / Girt about with beauty by days and nights that creep
A Ballad of Burdens
The burden of fair women. Vain delight, / And love self-slain in some sweet shameful way, / And sorrowful old age that comes by night
A Ballad of Death
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears, / Girdle thyself with sighing for a girth / Upon the sides of mirth,
A Ballad of Dreamland
I hid my heart in a nest of roses, / Out of the sun's way, hidden apart; / In a softer bed then the soft white snow's is,
A Ballad of Life
I found in dreams a place of wind and flowers, / Full of sweet trees and colour of glad grass, / In midst whereof there was
A Ballad Of Sark
High beyond the granite portal arched across / Like the gateway of some godlike giant’s hold / Sweep and swell the billowy breasts of moor and moss
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