When the hounds of Spring are on winter's traces, Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes by Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes From Algernon Charles Swinburne In friendship's fragrant garden, Algernon Charles Swinburne garden flower weather The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands. Algernon Charles Swinburne flower baby hands Faith speaks when hope is disassembled; faith lives when hope dies dead. Algernon Charles Swinburne speak hope expectations Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light: Nor sound of waters shaken, Nor any sound or sight: Nor wintry leaves nor vernal; Nor days nor things diurnal; Only the sleep eternal In an eternal night. Algernon Charles Swinburne stars sleep night I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide. Algernon Charles Swinburne sleep wind moving To say of shame - what is it? Of virtue - we can miss it; Of sin-we can kiss it, And it's no longer sin. Algernon Charles Swinburne shame kissing missing Love laid his sleepless head Algernon Charles Swinburne eye rose life Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me. Algernon Charles Swinburne friendship There is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep. Algernon Charles Swinburne stronger sleep death The loves and hours of the life of a man, Algernon Charles Swinburne sea men life Sorrow, on wing through the world for ever, Here and there for awhile would borrow Rest, if rest might haply deliver Sorrow. Algernon Charles Swinburne sad sorrow wings Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne pain summer life In fierce March weather White waves break tether, And whirled together At either hand, Like weeds uplifted, The tree-trunks rifted In spars are drifted, Like foam or sand. Algernon Charles Swinburne weed weather hands Love is more cruel than lust. Algernon Charles Swinburne lust love-is Marvellous mercies and infinite love. Algernon Charles Swinburne infinite mercy love Change lays her hand not upon the truth. Algernon Charles Swinburne lays hands Time stoops to no man's lure. Algernon Charles Swinburne lure stoops men Not with dreams, but with blood and with iron, Shall a nation be moulded at last. Algernon Charles Swinburne iron dream blood At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death. Algernon Charles Swinburne fear men life Forget that I remember And dream that I forget. Algernon Charles Swinburne dream forget remember
