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29 de may. de 2024 · Autumn In Cornwall. The year lies fallen and faded. On cliffs by clouds invaded, With tongues of storms upbraided, With wrath of waves bedinned; And inland, wild with warning, As in deaf ears or scorning, The clarion even and morning. Rings of the south-west wind.
Hace 4 días · by Algernon Charles Swinburne Before the beginning of years, There came to the making of man Time, with a gift of tears; Grief, with a glas that ran; Pleasure, with pain for leaven; Summer, with flowers that fell; Remembrance fallen from heaven, And madness risen from hell; Strength without hands to smite; Love that endures for a breath; Night, the shadow of light, And life, the shadow of death.
Hace 5 días · by Algernon Charles Swinburne We have seen thee, O Love, thou art fair; thou art goodly, O Love; Thy wings make light in the air as the wings of a dove. Thy feet are as winds that divide the stream of the sea; Earth is thy covering to hide thee, the garment of thee.
Hace 5 días · I Good night, we say, when comes the time to win The daily death divine that shuts up sight, Sleep, that assures for all who dwell therein Good night. The shadow shed round those we love shines b
25 de may. de 2024 · A Leave-taking. Let us go hence, my songs; she will not hear. Let us go hence together without fear; Keep silence now, for singing- time is over, And over all old things and all things dear. She loves not you nor me as all we love her. Yea, though we sang as angels in her ear, She would not hear. Let us rise up and part; she will not know.
20 de may. de 2024 · Algernon Charles Swinburne (5 April 1837 – 10 April 1909) was an English poet, playwright, novelist, and critic. He wrote several novels and collections of poetry such as Poems and Ballads, and contributed to the famous Eleventh Edition of the Encyclopædia Britannica. Swinburne wrote about many taboo topics, such as lesbianism, cannibalism ...
29 de may. de 2024 · Yet with lips shut close and with eyes of iron. Stood and beheld me. Then to me so lying awake a vision. Came without sleep over the seas and touched me, Softly touched mine eyelids and lips; and I too, Full of the vision, Saw the white implacable Aphrodite, Saw the hair unbound and the feet unsandalled. Shine as fire of sunset on western waters;
