Algernon Charles Swinburne - To William Bell Scott

Algernon Charles Swinburne - To William Bell Scott

THE LARKS are loud above our leagues of whin br Now the sun’s perfume fills their glorious gold br With odour like the colour: all the wold br Is only light and song and wind wherein br These twain are blent in one with shining din. br And now your gift, a giver’s kingly-souled, br Dear old fast friend whose honours grow not old, br Bids memory’s note as loud and sweet begin. br Though all but we from life be now gone forth br Of that bright household in our joyous north br Where I, scarce clear of boyhood just at end, br First met your hand; yet under life’s clear dome, br Now seventy strenuous years have crowned my friend, br Shines no less bright his full-sheaved harvest-home.


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