Algernon Charles Swinburne
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Algernon Charles Swinburnewas 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. A controversial figure at the time, Swinburne was a sado-masochist and alcoholic and was obsessed with the Middle Ages and lesbianism...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth5 April 1837
time grief men
Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran .
broken-heart heartbreak heart-break
Yet leave me not; yet, if thou wilt, be free; love me no more, but love my love of thee.
romantic-love night fire
Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire...
musician poet possession
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 a possession added to the best things of life.
fire speech burning
His speech is a burning fire.
blow puff development
The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog; not though in that stage of development he should puff and blow himself till he bursts with windy adulation at the heels of the laureled ox.
time love-is dust
For the crown of our life as it closes Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust; No thorns go as deep as a rose's, And love is more cruel than lust. Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.
kings men precedent
Is not Precedent indeed a King of men? A Word from the Psalmist.
despair twins devotion
Despair the twin-born of devotion.
time wife our-love
Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.
fate sea rocks
Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides.
blow garden white
White rose in red rose-garden Is not so white; Snowdrops, that plead for pardon And pine for fright Because the hard East blows Over their maiden vows, Grow not as this face grows from pale to bright.
barren corpses days death division loves marriage time turns
Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.
english-poet glory man
Glory to Man in the highest! For Man is the master of things.