Quote#Nature
For winter’s rains and ruins are over
Quote byAlgernon Charles Swinburne · 1837–1909
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Atalanta in Calydon (1865), , st. 4.
English (original)
For winter’s rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
— Algernon Charles Swinburne
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