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1837–1909

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Algernon Charles Swinburne

Kind as heaven, while earth's control Still had leave to bind Thee, thy heart was toward man's whole Kind.

Thee no shadows blind Now: the change of hours that roll Leaves thy sleep behind. Love, that hears thy death-bell toll

Yet, may call to mind Scarce a soul as thy sweet soul Kind.

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