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date: 09 May 2021

Algernon Charles Swinburne 1837–1909
English poet 

  1. 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.
    Atalanta in Calydon (1865) chorus ‘When the hounds of spring’
  2. And time remembered is grief forgotten,
    And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
    And in green underwood and cover
    Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
    Atalanta in Calydon (1865) chorus ‘When the hounds of spring’
  3. Before the beginning of years
    There came to the making of man
    Time with a gift of tears,
    Grief with a glass that ran.
    Atalanta in Calydon (1865) chorus ‘Before the beginning of years’
  4. O splendid and sterile Dolores,
    Our Lady of Pain.
    ‘Dolores’ (1866) st. 9
  5. Pale, beyond porch and portal,
    Crowned with calm leaves, she stands
    Who gathers all things mortal
    With cold immortal hands.
    ‘The Garden of Proserpine’ (1866)
  6. We are not sure of sorrow,
    And joy was never sure.
    ‘The Garden of Proserpine’ (1866)
  7. 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.
    ‘The Garden of Proserpine’ (1866)
  8. Even love, the beloved Republic, that feeds upon freedom lives.
    ‘Hertha’ (1871); see Forster
  9. Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean; the world has grown grey from Thy breath.
    ‘Hymn to Proserpine’ (1866); see Julian