The Poems of Algernon Charles Swinburne (Volume 5); Studies in Song. a Century of Roundels. Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets. the Heptalogia, Etc (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1905. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... XVII ANONYMOUS PLAYS Ye too, dim watchfires of some darkling hour, Whose fame forlorn time saves not nor proclaims For ever, but forgetfulness defames And darkness and the shadow of death devour, Lift up ye too your light, put forth your power, Let the far twilight feel your soft small flames And smile, albeit night name not even their names, Ghost by ghost passing, flower blown down on flower: That sweet-tongued shadow, like a star's that passed Singing, and light was from its darkness cast To paint the face of Painting fair with praise:1 And that wherein forefigured smiles the pure Fraternal face of Wordsworth's Elidure Between two child-faced masks of merrier days.'2 1 Doctor Dodypol. 1 Nobody and Somebody. XVIII ANONYMOUS PLAYS More yet and more, and yet we mark not all: The Warning fain to bid fair women heed Its hard brief note of deadly doom and deed;1 The verse that strewed too thick with flowers the hall Whence Nero watched his fiery festival;1 That iron page wherein men's eyes who read See, bruised and marred between two babes that bleed, A mad red-handed husband's martyr fall; 3 The scene which crossed and streaked with mirth the strife Of Henry with his sons and witchlike wife;4 And that sweet pageant of the kindly fiend, Who, seeing three friends in spirit and heart made one, Crowned with good hap the true-love wiles he screened In the pleached lanes of pleasant Edmonton.3 1 A Warning for Fair Women. 3 The Tragedy of Nero. 'A Yorkshire Tragedy. * Look about you. 4 The Aferty Devil of Edmonton. XIX THE MANY i Greene, garlanded with February's few flowers, Ere March came in with Marlowe's rapturous rage: Peele, from whose hand the sweet white locks of age Took the mild chaplet woven of honoured hours: Nash, laughing hard: Lodge, flushed from lyric ...