And lo, between the sundawn and the sun His day's work and his night's work are undone: And lo, between the nightfall and the light, He is not, and none knoweth of such an one. Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes by Algernon Charles Swinburne More Quotes From Algernon Charles Swinburne Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which. Algernon Charles Swinburne twins body spirit Today will die tomorrow. Algernon Charles Swinburne dies tomorrow today I remember the way we parted, The day and the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted And knew we should both forget. Algernon Charles Swinburne broken remember way I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow to reap: I am weary of days and hours, Blown buds of barren flowers, Desires and dreams and powers And everything but sleep. Algernon Charles Swinburne laughter flower dream 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; And time remembered isgrief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins. Algernon Charles Swinburne flower spring time 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 thanksgiving success motivational Love, as is told by the seers of old, Algernon Charles Swinburne heart love life His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep. Algernon Charles Swinburne vision sleep life If you were Queen of pleasure And I were King of pain We'd hunt down Love together, Pluck out his flying-feather, And teach his feet a measure, And find his mouth a rein; If you were Queen of pleasure And I were King of pain. Algernon Charles Swinburne pain queens kings 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. Algernon Charles Swinburne blame kissing names When I hear that a personal friend has fallen into matrimonial courses, I feel the same sorrow as if I had heard of his lapsing into theism — a holy sorrow, unmixed with anger. Algernon Charles Swinburne theism marriage sorrow Where might is, the right is: Algernon Charles Swinburne strong house long Blossom by blossom the spring begins. Algernon Charles Swinburne april-and-spring flower-blossom spring Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides. Algernon Charles Swinburne rocks fate sea In hawthorn-time the heart grows light. Algernon Charles Swinburne grows light heart Despair the twin-born of devotion. Algernon Charles Swinburne despair twins devotion There is no such thing as a dumb poet or a handless painter. The essence of an artist is that he should be articulate. Algernon Charles Swinburne dumb artist essence Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean. Algernon Charles Swinburne pale christianity I that have love and no more Algernon Charles Swinburne love-you sweet life For the crown of our life as it closes Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust; No thorns go as deep as a rose's, And love is more cruel than lust. 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 dust time love-is
