Fierce midnights and famishing morrows, And the loves that complete and control. All the joys of the flesh, all the sorrows. That wear out the soul.
Algernon Charles SwinburneAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: April 5, 1837
- Died: April 10, 1909
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