138 Quotes by Algernon Charles Swinburne

Forget that I remember And dream that I forget.

I dore not always touch her, lest the kiss Leave my lips charred. Yea, Lord, a little bliss, Brief, bitter bliss, one hath for a great sin; Nathless thou knowest how sweet a thing it is.

Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean.

Love is more cruel than lust.

For 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.

There is no such thing as a dumb poet or a handless painter. The essence of an artist is that he should be articulate.

Marvellous mercies and infinite love.

The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands.

Where might is, the right is: Long purses make strong swords. Let weakness learn meekness: God save the House of Lords!