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craigpstone: 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 - Algernon Charles Swinburne Happy Thanksgiving!

agrawal_chelsi: 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.~Algernon Charles Swinburne JUSTICE FOR PRATIK

AnalectsofAlex: Algernon Charles Swinburne, The Oblation, Songs Before Sunrise:

gattofritto: Seeing reason wills not that I cast love by (Nor here with reason shall I chide or fret) Nor cease to serve, but serve more constantly; This is the end for which we twain are met.” François Villon, "Ballad Written for a Bridegroom", 1461. [Tr. Algernon Charles Swinburne]

nilirag18: Poem of the week: Anima Anceps by Algernon Charles Swinburne

QuotesFamous3: [fear] Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

MindsetAllen: In every part and corner of our life, to lose oneself is to be a gainer; to forget oneself is to be happy. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

dmit131: Poem of the Day 9 November 2021 - Sestina BY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE I saw my soul at rest upon a day      As a bird sleeping in the nest of night, Among soft leaves that give the starlight way      To touch its wings but not its eyes with...

Opuswriter: “Ode to a Nightingale was one of the finest masterpieces of human work in all time and for all ages,” wrote Algernon Charles Swinburne.

harsch_rick: Algernon Charles Swinburne, LOVE’S CROSS CURRENTS

jsief: gobsmacked to realize i lived & breathed in the same century as Algernon Charles Swinburne.

Chrisidol1977: source document: Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “Prelude.” The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne. 6 vols. London: Chatto & Windus, 1904. 2: [3]-9. London: F. S. Ellis, 1871.

_inspirationbot: In every part and corner of our life, to lose oneself is to be a gainer; to forget oneself is to be happy. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

ForrestAguirre: 4 of 5 stars to Major Poems and Selected Prose by Algernon Charles Swinburne

ForrestAguirre: My review of Major Poems and Selected Prose by Algernon Charles Swinburne ...

Howie7951: 14 October 2021's Sixers Mixers Word Anagram Game words are: Dreams Powers. (Words from poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne via the archives of Harry Lineaday 14 October 1969). Pls see/share more: YouTube "Harry's Collection of Inspirational Quotes in Synergy with Concise Verb..."

thomasmichaelw: To his sister, Isabel, May 1907: 'Pray tell Mrs Thomas how very glad I am to hear that my contribution to your fund on behalf of little Charlie Watts was so serviceable.' Algernon Charles Swinburne, time-travelling Stones fan (and acquaintance of my mum? She kept that quiet).

KaamKaNaKafka: Anima Anceps — a poem by Charles Algernon Swinburne. The caricature by the Italian caricaturist, Carlo Pelligrini, for the Vanity Fair, November, 1874.

socialsciencec2: referred to it as having a history in the red used in the battle for Italian unification. Songs before Sunrise poems relating to Italy, and particularly its unification, by Algernon Charles Swinburne.1871 also uses a lot of red symbolism

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acuareaI: "But you would have felt my soul in a kiss, And known that once if I loved you well; And I would have given my soul for this To burn for ever in burning hell." — Algernon Charles Swinburne, from “Les Noyades”.

McKelveyHouston: CNI Daily magazine September 14 +Perspective ‘The Cry of the Earth, the Cry of the Poor’ - Archbishop Dermot Farrell introduces his pastoral letter on the climate crisis +Poem for today August by Algernon Charles Swinburne [[]

ZahraaQasem_: “Is it worth a tear, is it worth an hour, To think of things that are well outworn?” -Algernon Charles Swinburne.

bradlowsfurnit1: “Blossom by blossom the spring begins.”— Algernon Charles Swinburne. Just like Savings at Bradlows that never end! Celebrate Spring Day and Save today! With Bradlows you will never be in dismay! Happy Spring Day SA!

robthesun_: The love that caught strange light from death's own eyes. Algernon Charles Swinburne

res1anz: "Time and the Gods are at strife." - Algernon Charles Swinburne

GaryScottKadet: The fields that lessen, the rocks that shrink; Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, Like a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

hasudi: "Today will die tomorrow." ~Algernon Charles Swinburne~

_kobieluvsandi: “Blossom by blossom the spring begins.” — Algernon Charles Swinburne JAMKOBIE ON SEENZONE

dmit131: Poem of the Day 20 August 2021 A Cameo BY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE There was a graven image of Desire Painted with red blood on a ground of gold Passing between the young men and the old, And by him Pain, whose body shone like fire, And...

TrueQuotation: Fear is the tax that conscience pays to guilt. — Algernon Charles Swinburne

Raimond63753550: "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

DeVincisPizza: It's that day again!

UnderAntares: If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather, Blown fields or flowerful closes, Green pleasure or grey grief; If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf … -Algernon Charles Swinburne

heneralyuda: That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. —The Garden of Proserpine,Algernon Charles Swinburne

syflthfia: That August time it was delight To watch the red moons wane to white ’Twixt grey seamed stems of apple-trees; A sense of heavy harmonies Grew on the growth of patient night, More sweet than shapen music is. —Algernon Charles Swinburne

bufocalvin: Happy bookish birthdays, 5 August, to: Barbara Holland (Endangered Pleasures), Algernon Charles Swinburne (Tristram of Lyonesse), A.C. Crispin (Sarek), Anthony Horowitz (the Alex Rider series)...

katatfay: Algernon Charles Swinburne 1837–1909 The Garden of Proserpine 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;

TriciaWhatley: In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part. Algernon Charles Swinburne

literaturepoint: Algernon Charles Swinburne Victorian Writer

alexconnorwrite: That August time it was delight To watch the red moons wane to white." Algernon Charles Swinburne, 'August'. Painting - Van Gogh

liquidseahorse: "That August time it was delight To watch the red moons wane to white." - Algernon Charles Swinburne, 'August'.

POETSorg: But some three hours before the moon The air, still eager from the noon, Flagged after heat, not wholly dead; Against the stem I leant my head; The colour soothed me like a tune, Green leaves all round the gold and red. —Algernon Charles Swinburne

birdmoths: if I had a time machine I'd use it to go back in time and feed the insult "Swineburne" to Algernon Charles Swinburne's enemies, thus placing them in my debt

momlovedquotes: For words divide and rend; but silence is most noble till the end. Algernon Charles Swinburne

adapkepinska: (Love reads out first at head of all our quire, Villon, our sad bad glad mad brother's name. — Algernon Charles Swinburne, A Ballad of François Villon, Prince of All Ballad-Makers [fragment])

Bibliocuriosa: Laus Veneris (c.1875). Inspired by Algernon Charles Swinburne's poem of the same name, we see Venus tormented by lovesick sadness after she was abandoned by her lover. Art by British artist Edward Coley Burne-Jones (1833-1898)

chinnyyah: Blossom by blossom the spring begins. – Algernon Charles Swinburne FRANCINE atHOMEsaASAP

SarahNGPhotos: Blossom by blossom the spring begins.”  — Algernon Charles Swinburne

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allforkodreaaa: 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne KODREA ON FYEPOPCINEMA

demixngarcia: Why with strong crying And years of sighing, Living and dying, Fast ye and pray? For all your weeping, Waking and sleeping, Death comes to reaping And takes away. Argenon Charles Swinburn.

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goodnatureart: Beautiful humanistic poem from ye olde Guardian

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DurrellSociety: 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, Atalanta in Calydon

fromhereonV: Dream that the lips once breathless Might quicken if they would; Say that the soul is deathless; Dream that the gods are good; Say March may wed September, And time divorce regret; But not that you remember, And not that I forget. Algernon Charles Swinburne, Rococo

hn_ideator: Show HN: Furocnige — a proved algernon charles swinburne, written in Scheme.

NOUQ96: I hid my heart in a nest of roses, Out of the sun's way, hidden apart; In a softer bed than the soft white snow's is, Under the roses I hid my heart. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

_kkkyahh: Yet leave me not; yet, if thou wilt, be free; Love me no more, but love my love of thee. ~ Algernon Charles Swinburne AMANDASPAGE WITH SAMCRUZ

hasudi: “Today will die tomorrow.” ~Algernon Charles Swinburne~

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rottyudd: What bids the lids of thy sleep dispart? Only the song of a secret bird. A Ballad of Dreamland(Algernon Charles Swinburne) :: Elise

rottyudd: In the world of dreams I have chosen my part, To sleep for a season and hear no word A Ballad of Dreamland(Algernon Charles Swinburne) :: Elise

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at_oasis: Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. PS. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

seekingprimal: “Blossom by blossom the spring begins.” — Algernon Charles Swinburne

FuenChin: ‘Blossom by blossom the spring begins’ --- Algernon Charles Swinburne Golden Roses V (2021) 65cm x 128cm Acrylics on Xuan paper

PMcarn: In morals the actions is judged by the intention. -Algernon Charles Swinburne

LasassoJustin: My favorite stanza in a poem comes from an Algernon Charles Swinburne poem “Garden of Proserpine”. One of my favorite books was “Flowers for Algernon”. I found out last week the mouse was named after the poet so decided to blend the stanza and book to a song.

plastic_bio: I can truly say with Shelley I have been fortunate in friendships: that I have been no less fortunate in my enemies than in my friends. - Algernon Charles Swinburne

JJGiardinaPhoto: Enjoy the view as I share some words I love from the second stanza of In the Bay by poet Algernon Charles Swinburne. Peace be you, my friends!

wjcollege: “Blossom by blossom the spring begins.” – Algernon Charles Swinburne

lancaster_words: Thursday starts with a stanza from Algernon Charles Swinburne's The Lake of Gaube.

utdarena: I do wonder this. There were rumours this morning of certain clubs getting cold feet. Perez is definitely ensuring them there are no issues but as Algernon Charles Swinburne said: “This I ever held worse that all certitude, To know not what the worst ahead might be.”

tree_advanced: “Blossom by blossom the spring begins.” – Algernon Charles Swinburne

PipRLagenta: "That dead men rise up never" --Algernon Charles Swinburne Is It Rude to be an Atheist Online?

AshleyM30725737: "Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives. "Algernon Charles Swinburne""

xhaworthx: “Blossom by blossom the Spring begins.” — Algernon Charles Swinburne “It is no use trying to improve on children’s names for wildflowers.” – Mary Hunter Austin



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