Nature
X
From The Heptalogia
Nature
One never should think good impossible.
Eh? say I'd hide this Jew's oil's cruse--
His shop might hold bright gold, engrossible
By spy--spring's air takes there no care
To wave the heath-flower's glossy bell!
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MLA
Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “X.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/swinburne/59/.
Chicago
Swinburne, Algernon Charles. “X.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/swinburne/59/.
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