Algernon Charles Swinburne

Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought,
Which would the picture give us of these?
Surely the read more

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.

Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover
Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading:
Earth lies laughing read more

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.

Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean;
The world has grown gray from thy breath;
We have drunken read more

Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean;
The world has grown gray from thy breath;
We have drunken from things Lethean,
And fed on the fullness of death.

No blast of air or fire of sun
Puts out the light whereby we run
With girdled read more

No blast of air or fire of sun
Puts out the light whereby we run
With girdled loins our lamplit race,
And each from each takes heart of grace
And spirit till his turn be done.

In fierce March weather
White waves break tether,
And whirled together
At either hand,
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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.