AugustAlgernon Charles Swinburne – 1837-1909 There were four apples on the bough,Half gold half red, that one might knowThe blood was ripe inside the core;The colour of the leaves was moreLike stems of yellow corn that growThrough all the gold June meadow’s floor. The warm smell of the fruit was goodTo feed on, and theContinue reading “August : Algernon Charles Swinburne : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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March: An OdeBY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNEIEre frost-flower and snow-blossom faded and fell, and the splendour of winter had passed out of sight,The ways of the woodlands were fairer and stranger than dreams that fulfil us in sleep with delight;The breath of the mouths of the winds had hardened on tree-tops and branches that glittered andContinue reading “March: An Ode : Algernon Charles Swinburne : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :”
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