Quote#Nature
A poor man's wrong and mine and all the world's
Quote byAlgernon Charles Swinburne · 1837–1909
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Marino Faliero (1885), , Act III, Sc. 1.
English (original)
A poor man's wrong and mine and all the world's, Diverse and individual, many and one, Insufferable of long-suffering less than God's, Of all endurance unendurable else, Being come to flood and fullness now, the tide Is risen in mine as in the sea's own heart To tempest and to triumph. Not for nought Am I that wild wife's bridegroom — old and hoar, Not sapless yet nor soulless.
— Algernon Charles Swinburne
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