Hope knows not if fear speaks truth, nor fear whether hope be blind as she. Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes by Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes From Algernon Charles Swinburne But now, you are twain, you are cloven apart Flesh of his flesh, but heart of my heart. Algernon Charles Swinburne poetry flesh heart Wherever there is a grain of loyalty there is a glimpse of freedom. Algernon Charles Swinburne glimpse loyalty grain Yet leave me not; yet, if thou wilt, be free; love me no more, but love my love of thee. Algernon Charles Swinburne unrequited-love broken-heart heartbreak Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire. Algernon Charles Swinburne fire love night There grows No herb of help to heal a coward heart. Algernon Charles Swinburne herbs coward heart Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all. Algernon Charles Swinburne Ask nothing more of me sweet; All I can give you I give; Heart of my heart were it more, More would be laid at your feet. Algernon Charles Swinburne feet heart sweet For words divide and rend But silence is most noble till the end. Algernon Charles Swinburne till-the-end noble silence I dore not always touch her, lest the kiss Leave my lips charred. Yea, Lord, a little bliss, Brief, bitter bliss, one hath for a great sin; Nathless thou knowest how sweet a thing it is. Algernon Charles Swinburne kissing littles sweet Wan February with weeping cheer, Algernon Charles Swinburne cheer eye morning Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean; the world has grown grey from thy breath;/ We have drunken of things Lethean, and fed on the fullness of death Algernon Charles Swinburne pale pagan world 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne musician greatness poet The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty. Algernon Charles Swinburne loyalty spiritual men Fear that makes faith may break faith. Algernon Charles Swinburne break fear may We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure; Today will die tomorrow; Time stoops to no man's lure. Algernon Charles Swinburne sorrow joy men I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and no other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me. Algernon Charles Swinburne kissing mother sweet His speech is a burning fire. Algernon Charles Swinburne burning speech fire 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne puff development blow As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. Algernon Charles Swinburne strange self lying Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading: Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove her: Love lies bleeding. Algernon Charles Swinburne rose laughing lying
