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Vor 3 Tagen · Swinburne was most notorious for his obsession with ‘le vice anglais’ and as generations of historians of sexuality have noted, flagellant brothels were common in Victorian London. Going beyond this titillation, Lutz characterizes flogging as writing on the skin, as a form of poetry.
Vor 14 Stunden · The publication of the Life of William Blake rapidly transformed Blake's reputation, in particular as he was taken up by Pre-Raphaelites and associated figures, in particular Dante Gabriel Rossetti and Algernon Charles Swinburne. In the 20th century, however, Blake's work was fully appreciated and his influence increased.
Vor 2 Tagen · Sapphics Poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne. Poems Books Biography Comments Images. Sapphics. All the night sleep came not upon my eyelids, Shed not dew, nor shook nor unclosed a feather, Yet with lips shut close and with eyes of iron. Stood and beheld me. Then to me so lying awake a vision. Came without sleep over the seas and touched me,
Vor 3 Tagen · ~Algernon Charles Swinburne. Three characters die in the river. Three others in the novel are nearly drowned and are recalled to life. One family and one “rogue” make their living by it—in part by stealing from corpses. “How can you be so thankless to your best friend [the river], Lizzie? The very fire that warmed you when you were a ...
Vor 5 Tagen · In The Water. The sea is awake, and the sound of the song of the joy of her waking is rolled. From afar to the star that recedes, from anear to the wastes of the wild wide shore. Her call is a trumpet compelling us homeward: if dawn in her east be acold, From the sea shall we crave not her grace to rekindle the life that it kindled before,
Vor 3 Tagen · A Match Poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne. Poems Books Biography Comments Images. A Match. If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together. In sad or singing weather, Blown fields or flowerful closes, Green pasture or gray grief; If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf.
Vor 2 Tagen · Egy szép napon, mikor egy régi fénykép, egy fél pár kesztyű vagy más kacat miatt, nem is tudom, de a régi önmagammal szembesültem már megint,
