Quote#Success & Failure
The more congenial page of some tenth-rate poeticule worn out with…
Quote byAlgernon Charles Swinburne · 1837–1909
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Under the Microscope (1872), p. 48, note.
English (original)
The more congenial page of some tenth-rate poeticule worn out with failure after failure and now squat in his hole like the tailless fox, he is curled up to snarl and whimper beneath the inaccessible vine of song.
— Algernon Charles Swinburne
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