Religion
XXIV
From The Heptalogia
Religion
Wait! the crab's twice alive, mark! Oh, worthy, your soul,
Of strange ends, great results, novel labours! Take note,
I reject this for one! (ay, now, straight to the hole!
Safe in sand there--your skirts smooth out all as they float!)
I, shirk drinking through flaws in the bowl?
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Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “XXIV.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/swinburne/55/.
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Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “XXIV.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/swinburne/55/.
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