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Swinburne

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Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837 - 1909) was a Victorian era English poet and literary critic. His poetry was highly controversial in its day, although he is now considered to be one of the great poets of Brittain. He touched on many themes, including liberty, the relationship between pleasure and pain, and the psychology of sexual passion (Sabazius, 1995). He also had interest in de Sade, masochism, and femmes fatales, along with a great disdain of Christianity. He wrote poems in favour of the independence of Italy, feuled by a hatred of tyranny. Swinburn served as inspiration for many future poets, not the least of which was Aleister Crowley.


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He was a student at Balliol College, Oxford, and his work in his day was very popular among undergraduates at Oxford and Cambridge. He was associated with the Pre-Raphaelite movement. He first gained fame with Atalanta in Calydon (1865), a drama in classical Greek form.

He is considered a "decadent" poet, albeit that he professed to perhaps rather more vice than he actually indulged in, a fact which Oscar Wilde notably and acerbically commented upon.

Many of his poems evoke the Victorian fascination with the mediaeval period, and some of them are explicitly mediaeval in style, tone and construction, these representatives notably being The Leper, Laus Veneris and St. Dorothy.

He was an alcoholic and a highly excitable character. His health suffered as a result, until he finally broke down and was taken into care by his friend Theodore Watts, who looked after him for the rest of his life in Putney. Thereafter he settled into his poetry, publishing another 23 volumes of work.

From In the Orchard

      Lie closer, lean your face upon my side,
      Feel where the dew fell that has hardly dried,
            Hear how the blood beats that went nigh to swoon;
      The pleasure lives there when the sense has died;
            Ah God, ah God, that day should be so soon.

      O my fair lord, I charge you leave me this:
      Is it not sweeter than a foolish kiss?
            Nay take it then, my flower, my first in June,
      My rose, so like a tender mouth it is:
            Ah God, ah God, that day should be so soon.

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A modern study of his religious attitudes:

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