 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1866 - 370 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings ; And all...disastrous things ; Dead dreams of days forsaken, "Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red stray a of ruined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1867 - 422 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings ; And all...that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs. To-day will die to-morrow ; Time stoops to no man's lure; And love, grown faint and fretful, With lips... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1868 - 376 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings; And all dead years draw thither, Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy... | |
 | Maria Georgiana Fetherstonhaugh (hon.) - 1882 - 378 psl.
...OF PART I. PART II. TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AFTER. CHAPTER VI. EVENING SHADOWS. " There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings ; And all...that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs." The Garden of Proserpine. " ' 'Tis not love, Tommy,' says Sir Charles Sedley, ' that doth all the mischief,... | |
 | 1883 - 378 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings ; And all...that winds have taken, Red strays of ruined springs. L_ We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure ; To-day will die to-morrow ; Time stoops to no... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1883 - 392 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings ; And all...that snows have shaken, Wild leaves that winds have taker . Red strays of ruined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure ; To-day will... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1884 - 418 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings ; And all...of days forsaken Blind buds that snows have shaken, 02 Wild leaves that winds have taken, Red strays of mined springs. We are not sure of sorrow, And joy... | |
 | Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 702 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings; And all...dead years draw thither, And all disastrous things; I Dead dreams of days forsaken, Blind buds that snows have shaken, Wild leaves that winds have taken,... | |
 | Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1889 - 344 psl.
...her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings; And all...And joy was never sure; To-day will die to-morrow ; And love, grown faint and fretful, With lips but half regretful Sighs, and with eyes forgetful Weeps... | |
 | 1892 - 680 psl.
...snatch the cup from my lips before I have time to drain it. Those lines keep throbbing in my head : " ' We are not sure of sorrow, and joy was never sure ; To-day may die to-morrow time stoops to no man's lure.' And I dread lest my day should die before I have... | |
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And spring and seed and swallow Take wing for her and follow Where summer song rings hollow And flowers are put to scorn. There go the loves that wither, The old loves with wearier wings; And all dead years draw thither, And all disastrous things; Dead... 
