A Dark MonthFrom Swinburne's Collected Poetical Works Vol. V
358

"In his bright radiance and collateral light

Must I be comforted, not in his sphere."

Stars in heaven are many,

Suns in heaven but one:

Nor for man may any

Star supplant the sun.

Many a child as joyous

As our far-off king

Meets as though to annoy us

In the paths of spring.

Sure as spring gives warning,

All things dance in tune:

Sun on Easter morning,

Cloud and windy moon,

Stars between the tossing

Boughs of tuneful trees,

Sails of ships recrossing

Leagues of dancing seas;

Best, in all this playtime,


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