Quiver



Come with bows bent and with emptying of quivers,
    Maiden most perfect, lady of light,
With a noise of winds and many rivers,
    With a clamour of waters, and with might;

-Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909),
When the Hounds of Spring
Are on Winter's Traces







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