Wan February with weeping cheer, Whose cold hand guides the youngling year — Algernon Charles Swinburne
Our way is where God knows And Love knows where: We are in Love’s hand to-day. — Algernon Charles Swinburne
In fierce March weather White waves break tether, And whirled together At — Algernon Charles Swinburne
Faith speaks when hope is disassembled; faith lives when hope dies dead. — Algernon Charles Swinburne
The sun is all about the world we see, the breath and strength of every spring. — Algernon Charles Swinburne
In friendship’s fragrant garden, There are flowers of every hue. Each with — Algernon Charles Swinburne
To say of shame – what is it? of virtue – we can miss it; of sin-we can kiss it, and it’s no longer sin. — Algernon Charles Swinburne
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
From too much love of living, from hope and fear set free, we thank with brief thanksgiving — Algernon Charles Swinburne