The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne, Vol. 3 of 6 (Classic Reprint) - Softcover

Swinburne, Algernon Charles

 
9781440060427: The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne, Vol. 3 of 6 (Classic Reprint)

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Years have risen and fallen in darkness or in twi light, Ages waxed and waned that knew not thee nor thine, While the world sought light by night and sought not thy light, Since the sad last pilgrim left thy dark mid Shrine. Dark the shrine and dumb the fount of Song thence welling, Save for words more sad than tears of blood, that said: Tell the king, on earth has fallen the glorious dwelling, And the watersprings that spake are quenched and dead. Not a cell is left the God, no roof, no cover In his hand the prophet laurel flowers no more. And the great king's high sad heart, thy true last lover, Felt thine answer pierce and cleave it to the core.

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Excerpt from The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne, Vol. 3 of 6

Years have risen and fallen in darkness or in twi light, Ages waxed and waned that knew not thee nor thine, While the world sought light by night and sought not thy light, Since the sad last pilgrim left thy dark mid Shrine. Dark the shrine and dumb the fount of Song thence welling, Save for words more sad than tears of blood, that said: Tell the king, on earth has fallen the glorious dwelling, And the watersprings that spake are quenched and dead. Not a cell is left the God, no roof, no cover In his hand the prophet laurel flowers no more. And the great king's high sad heart, thy true last lover, Felt thine answer pierce and cleave it to the core.

About the Publisher

Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com

This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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And the world that was thine and was ours When the Graces took hands with the Hours Grew cold as a winter wave In the wind from a wide-mouthed grave, As a gulf wide open to swallow The light that the world held dear. Ofather of all of us, Paian, A pollo, Destroyer and healer, hear !A ge on age thy mouth was mute, thy face was hidden, And the lips and eyes that loved thee blind and dumb ;S ong forsook their tongues that held thy name forbidden, Light their eyes that saw the strange God skingdom come. Fire for light and hell for heaven and psalms for paeans Filled the clearest eyes and lips most sweet of song, When for chant of Greeks the wail of Galileans Made the whole world moan with hymns of wrath and wrong. Yea, not yet we see thee, father, as they saw thee, They that worshipped when the world was theirs and thine, They whose words had power by thine own power to draw thee Down from heaven till earth seemed more than heaven divine. For the shades are about us that hover When darkness is half withdrawn And the skirts of the dead night cover The face of the live new dawn.
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