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Title: Songs of the Springtides and Birthday Ode
Taken from The Collected Poetical Works of Algernon Charles
Swinburne--Vol. III

Author: Algernon Charles Swinburne

Release Date: April 30, 2006 [EBook #18287]

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SONGS OF THE SPRINGTIDES

BIRTHDAY ODE

Taken from
THE COLLECTED POETICAL WORKS
OF ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE,
VOL. III

By

Algernon Charles Swinburne

SWINBURNE'S POETICAL WORKS

I. POEMS AND BALLADS (First Series).

II. SONGS BEFORE SUNRISE, AND SONGS OF TWO NATIONS.

III. POEMS AND BALLADS (Second and Third
Series), and SONGS OF THE SPRINGTIDES.

IV. TRISTRAM OF LYONESSE, THE TALE OF BALEN,
ATALANTA IN CALYDON, ERECHTHEUS.

V. STUDIES IN SONG, A CENTURY OF ROUNDELS, SONNETS
ON ENGLISH DRAMATIC POETS, THE HEPTALOGIA, ETC.

VI. A MIDSUMMER HOLIDAY, ASTROPHEL, A CHANNEL PASSAGE
AND OTHER POEMS.

LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN

SONGS OF THE SPRINGTIDES

BIRTHDAY ODE

By

Algernon Charles Swinburne

1917

LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN

_First printed (Chatto), 1904_

_Reprinted 1904, '09, '10, '12_

_(Heinemann), 1917_

_London: William Heinemann, 1917_

SONGS OF THE SPRINGTIDES

TO EDWARD JOHN TRELAWNY 293

THALASSIUS 295

ON THE CLIFFS 311

THE GARDEN OF CYMODOCE 326

BIRTHDAY ODE 341

NOTES 359

SONGS OF THE SPRINGTIDES

DEDICATION

TO EDWARD JOHN TRELAWNY

_A sea-mew on a sea-king's wrist alighting,
As the north sea-wind caught and strained and curled
The raven-figured flag that led men fighting
From field to green field of the water-world,
Might find such brief high favour at his hand
For wings imbrued with brine, with foam impearled,
As these my songs require