crown life closesIs darkness, fruit dust;No thorns go deep rose’s,And — Algernon Charles Swinburne, Dolores: Notre-Dame Des Sept Douleurs

Algernon Charles Swinburne Dolores: Notre-Dame Des Sept Douleurs

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For the crown of our life as it closesIs darkness, the fruit there of dust;No thorns go as deep as the rose's,And love is more cruel than lust.Time turns the old days to derision,Our loves into corpses or wives;And marriage and death and divisionMake barren our lives.

Algernon Charles Swinburne, Dolores: Notre-Dame Des Sept Douleurs

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