Poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne

To Catullus

My brother, my Valerius, dearest head
Of all whose crowning bay-leaves crown their mother
Rome, in the notes first heard of thine I read
My brother.

No dust that death or time can strew may smother
Love and the sense of kinship inly bred
From loves and hates at one with one another.

To thee was Caesar's self nor dear nor dread,
Song and the sea were sweeter each than other:
How should I living fear to call thee dead
My brother? 

1. Hendecasyllabics
2. Laus Veneris
3. A Ballad of Life
4. Before Sunset
5. Choriambics

Robert Bridges To Catullus ("Would that you were alive today, Catullus!")

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