Living
XVII
From The Heptalogia
Living
"Then she breaks, she drops down, she lies flat at your feet--
Take her then!" Well, I knew it--what fools are men!
Take the bee by her horns, will your honey prove sweet?
Sweet is grass--will you pasture your cows in a fen?
Oh, if contraries could but once meet!
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Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “XVII.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/swinburne/48/.
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Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “XVII.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/swinburne/48/.
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