Ask nothing more of me sweet; All I can give you I give; Heart of my heart were it more, More would be laid at your feet.
Algernon Charles SwinburneBefore 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 SwinburneThe highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty.
Algernon Charles SwinburneFor 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