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Dead love, by treason slain, lies stark,
White as a dead stark-stricken dove:
None that pass by him pause to mark Dead love.
His heart, that strained and yearned and
As toward the sundawn strives the lark,
Is cold as all the old joy thereof.
Dead men, re-risen from dust, may
When rings the trumpet blown above:
It will not raise from out the dark Dead love.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Algernon Charles Swinburne (5 April 1837 – 10 April 1909) was an English poet, playwright, novelist, and critic. He wrote several novels and col
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