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Rondel

By Algernon Charles Swinburne

Topics: classic

These many years since we began to be,     What have the gods done with us? what with me,     What with my love? they have shown me fates and fears,     Harsh springs, and fountains bitterer than the sea,     Grief a fixed star, and joy a vane that veers,     These many years.     With her, my love, with her have they done well?     But who shall answer for her? who shall tell     Sweet things or sad, such things as no man hears?     May no tears fall, if no tears ever fell,     From eyes more dear to me than starriest spheres     These many years!     But if tears ever touched, for any grief,     Those eyelids folded like a white-rose leaf,     Deep double shells wherethrough the eye-flower peers,     Let them weep once more only, sweet and brief,     Brief tears and bright, for one who gave her tears     These many years.

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Algernon Charles Swinburne

About Algernon Charles Swinburne

Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909) was an English poet known for metrical innovation and bold themes. His "Atalanta in Calydon" and "Poems and Ballads" challenged Victorian conventions with their musical intensity and controversial subject matter.

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