In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part. Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes by Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes From Algernon Charles Swinburne 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, He is not, and none knoweth of such an one. Algernon Charles Swinburne lightworknight Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes. Algernon Charles Swinburne rosecloudsbeauty My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment. Algernon Charles Swinburne losstimegiving In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part. To sleep for a season and hear no word Of true love's truth or of light love's art, Only the song of a secret bird. Algernon Charles Swinburne dreamsongart God's own hand Holds fast all issues of our deeds: with him The end of all our ends is, but with us Our ends are, just or unjust: though our works Find righteous or unrighteous judgment, this At least is ours, to make them righteous. Algernon Charles Swinburne issuesdeedshands The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog. Algernon Charles Swinburne tadpolesfrogspoet For winter's rains and ruins are over... And in Green under wood and cover Blossum by blossom the spring begins. Algernon Charles Swinburne rainwinterspring For whom all winds are quiet as the sun,/ All waters as the shore. Algernon Charles Swinburne sunwindwater 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne kissingangelbaby She knows not loves that kissed her She knows not where. Art thou the ghost, my sister, White sister there, Am I the ghost, who knows? My hand, a fallen rose, Lies snow-white on white snows, and takes no care. Algernon Charles Swinburne lyinghandsart Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran . Algernon Charles Swinburne grieftimemen Hope knows not if fear speaks truth, nor fear whether hope be blind as she. Algernon Charles Swinburne blindspeakhope 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, and to forgive. Algernon Charles Swinburne gratitudesleepsweet If love were what the rose is, Algernon Charles Swinburne marriagelovelife 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne flowerheartgiving Our way is where God knows Algernon Charles Swinburne and-lovelifehands We, drinking love at the furthest springs, Algernon Charles Swinburne drinkingspringlife O Love, O great god Love, what have I done, Algernon Charles Swinburne tearsheartlife Change lays not her hand upon truth. Algernon Charles Swinburne honestytruthhands When the hounds of Spring are on winter's traces, Algernon Charles Swinburne motherrainspring
