Death and birth should dwell not near together:
Wealth keeps house not, even for shame, with dearth:
Fate doth ill to link in one brief tether
Death and birth.
Harsh the yoke that binds them, strange the girth
Seems that girds them each with each: yet whether
Death be best, who knows, or life on earth?
Ill the rose-red and the sable feather
Blend in one crown's plume, as grief with mirth:
Ill met still are warm and wintry weather,
Death and birth.
Death And Birth
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Poem topics: fate, grief, house, life, red, rose, together, weather, earth, feather, wealth, crown, warm, shame, strange, birth, death, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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