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Algernon Charles Swinburne Quotes

«From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea»
«I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end;/ Goddess and maiden and queen, be near me now and befriend.»
«Maiden, and mistress of the months and stars/ Now folded in the flowerless fields of heaven.»
«And the best and the worst of this is/ That neither is most to blame/ If you have forgotten my kisses/ And I have forgotten your name.»
«For winter's rains and ruins are over,/ And all the season of snows and sins;/ The days dividing lover and lover,/ The light that loses, the night that wins.»
«Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which»
«I will go back to the great sweet mother,/ Mother and lover of men, the sea.»
«Change in a trice. The lilies and languors of virtue. For the raptures and roses of vice;»
«Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives»
«When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces,/ The mother of months in meadow or plain/ Fills the shadows and windy places/ With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain . . .»

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