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    The Tale of Balen
    The Tale of Balen
    The Tale of Balen
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    The Tale of Balen

    By Algernon Charles Swinburne

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    Algernon Charles Swinburne was a talented English poet, playwright, and novelist.He wrote on many controversial topics such as cannibalism and anti-theism.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKrill Press
    Release dateJan 29, 2016
    ISBN9781518385049
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      The Tale of Balen - Algernon Charles Swinburne

      THE TALE OF BALEN

      ..................

      Algernon Charles Swinburne

      YURITA PRESS

      Thank you for reading. In the event that you appreciate this book, please consider sharing the good word(s) by leaving a review, or connect with the author.

      This book is a work of fiction; its contents are wholly imagined.

      All rights reserved. Aside from brief quotations for media coverage and reviews, no part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any form without the author’s permission. Thank you for supporting authors and a diverse, creative culture by purchasing this book and complying with copyright laws.

      Copyright © 2016 by Algernon Charles Swinburne

      Interior design by Pronoun

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      TABLE OF CONTENTS

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      The Tale of Balen

      By

      Algernon Charles Swinburne

      The Tale of Balen

      Published by Yurita Press

      New York City, NY

      First published circa 1909

      Copyright © Yurita Press, 2015

      All rights reserved

      Except in the United States of America, this book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

      About YURITA Press

      Yurita Press is a boutique publishing company run by people who are passionate about history’s greatest works. We strive to republish the best books ever written across every conceivable genre and making them easily and cheaply available to readers across the world.

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      In hawthorn-time the heart grows light,

      The world is sweet in sound and sight,

      Glad thoughts and birds take flower and flight,

      The heather kindles toward the light,

      And be it for strife or be it for love

      The falcon quickens as the dove

      When earth is touched from heaven above

      And glad in spirit and sad in soul

      With dream and doubt of days that roll

      As waves that race and find no goal

      Rode on by bush and brake and bole

      The pride of life before him lay

      Radiant: the heavens of night and day

      Shone less than shone before his way

      And all his life of blood and breath

      Sang out within him: time and death

      Were even as words a dreamer saith

      When sleep within him slackeneth,

      The steed between his knees that sprang,

      The moors and woods that shone and sang,

      The hours where through the spring’s breath rang,

      But alway through the bounteous bloom

      That earth gives thanks if heaven illume

      His soul forefelt a shadow of doom,

      His heart foreknew a gloomier gloom

      Albeit the spirit of life’s light spring

      With pride of heart upheld him, king

      And lord of hours like snakes that sting

      And as the strong spring round him grew

      Stronger, and all blithe winds that blew

      Blither, and flowers that flowered anew

      More glad of sun and air and dew,

      And brightened into death and died

      Like winter, as the bloom waxed wide

      From woodside on to riverside

      Along the wandering ways of Tyne,

      By beech and birch and thorn that shine

      And laugh when life’s requickening wine

      Makes night and noon and dawn divine

      And past the brightening banks of Tees,

      He rode as one that breathes and sees

      A sun more blithe, a merrier breeze,

      And down the softening south that knows

      No more how glad the heather glows,

      Nor how, when winter’s clarion blows

      Across the bright Northumbrian snows,

      Past Avon senseless yet of song

      And Thames that bore but swans in throng

      He rode elate in heart and strong

      So came he through to

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