Ernest Christopher Dowson
O Mors! Quam Amara Est Memoria Tua Homini Pacem Habenti In Substantiis Suis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

O Mors! Quam Amara Est Memoria Tua Homini Pacem Habenti In Substantiis Suis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Exceeding sorrow Consumeth my sad heart! Because to-morrow We must depart, Now is exceeding sorrow All my part! Give over playing, Cast thy viol away: Merely laying ...

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Villanelle Of His Lady’s Treasures by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Villanelle Of His Lady’s Treasures by Ernest Christopher Dowson

I took her dainty eyes, as well As silken tendrils of her hair: And so I made a Villanelle! I took her voice, a silver bell, As clear as song, as soft as prayer; I took her ...

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In Tempore Senectutis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

In Tempore Senectutis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

When I am old,And sadly steal apart,Into the dark and cold,Friend of my heart!Remember, if you can,Not him who lingers, but that other man,Who loved and sang, and had a beating ...

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A Requiem by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A Requiem by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Neobule, being tired,Far too tired to laugh or weep,From the hours, rosy and gray,Hid her golden face away.Neobule, fain of sleep,Slept at last as she desired!Neobule! is it ...

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Chanson Sans Paroles by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Chanson Sans Paroles by Ernest Christopher Dowson

I the deep violet air,Not a leaf is stirred; There is no sound heard, But afar, the rareTrilled voice of a bird.Is the wood's dim heart,And the fragrant pine, Incense, and a ...

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If We Must Part by Ernest Christopher Dowson

If We Must Part by Ernest Christopher Dowson

If we must part,Then let it be like this.Not heart on heart,Nor with the useless anguish of a kiss;But touch mine hand and say:"Until to-morrow or some other day,If we must ...

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Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam by Ernest Christopher Dowson

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, Love and desire and hate: I think they have no portion in us after We pass the gate. They are not long, the days of wine and ...

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Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine; And I was desolate and sick ...

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Autumnal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Autumnal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Pale amber sunlight falls acrossThe reddening October trees,That hardly sway before a breezeAs soft as summer: summer's lossSeems little, dear! on days like these.Let misty autumn ...

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Growth by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Growth by Ernest Christopher Dowson

I watched the glory of her childhood change,Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew, (Loved long ago in lily-time),Become a maid, mysterious and strange,With fair, pure eyes - ...

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Spleen by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Spleen by Ernest Christopher Dowson

(For Arthur Symons)I was not sorrowful, I could not weep,And all my memories were put to sleep.I watched the river grow more white and strange,All day till evening I watched it ...

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Ad Domnulam Suam by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Ad Domnulam Suam by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Little lady of my heart !Just a little longer,Love me: we will pass and part,Ere this love grow stronger.I have loved thee, Child! too well,To do aught but leave thee :Nay! my ...

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What Is Love? by Ernest Christopher Dowson

What Is Love? by Ernest Christopher Dowson

What is Love? Is it a folly, Is it mirth, or melancholy? Joys above, Are there many, or not any? What is Love? If you please, A most sweet folly! Full of mirth and ...

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Yvonne Of Brittany by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Yvonne Of Brittany by Ernest Christopher Dowson

In your mother's apple-orchard,Just a year ago, last spring:Do you remember, Yvonne!The dear trees lavishingRain of their starry blossomsTo make you a coronet?Do you ever ...

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A Last Word by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A Last Word by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Let us go hence: the night is now at hand; The day is overworn, the birds all flown; And we have reaped the crops the gods have sown; Despair and death; deep darkness ...

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Who Is This Mortal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Who Is This Mortal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Who is this mortal Who ventures to-night To woo an immortal, Cold, cold the moon's light For sleep at this portal, Bold lover of night. Fair is the mortal In soft, silken white, ...

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Amor Profanus by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Amor Profanus by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Beyond the pale of memory,In some mysterious dusky grove;A place of shadows utterly,Where never coos the turtle-dove,A world forgotten of the sun:I dreamed we met when day was ...

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Exchanges by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Exchanges by Ernest Christopher Dowson

All that I had I brought, Little enough I know; A poor rhyme roughly wrought, A rose to match thy snow: All that I had I brought. Little enough I sought: But a word ...

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To A Lady Asking Foolish Questions by Ernest Christopher Dowson

To A Lady Asking Foolish Questions by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Why am I sorry, Chloe? Because the moon is far:And who am I to be straitened in a little earthly star?Because thy face is fair? And what if it had not been,The fairest face of all ...

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Grey Nights by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Grey Nights by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A while we wandered (thus it is I dream!)Through a long, sandy track of No Man's Land,Where only poppies grew among the sand,The which we, plucking, cast with scant esteem,And ...

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After Paul Verlaine-I by Ernest Christopher Dowson

After Paul Verlaine-I by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Tears fall within mine heart,As rain upon the town:Whence does this languor start,Possessing all mine heart?O sweet fall of the rainUpon the earth and roofs!Unto an heart in ...

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A Coronal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A Coronal by Ernest Christopher Dowson

WITH HIS SONGS AND HER DAYS TO HIS LADY AND TO LOVEViolets and leaves of vine,Into a frail, fair wreathWe gather and entwine:A wreath for Love to wear,Fragrant as his own ...

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Epigram by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Epigram by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Because I am idolotrous and have besoughtWith grievous supplication and consuming prayer,The admirable image that my love has wroughtOut of her swan's neck and her dark, abundant ...

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Exile by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Exile by Ernest Christopher Dowson

By the sad waters of separationWhere we have wandered by divers ways,I have but the shadow and imitationOf the old memorial days.In music I have no consolation,No roses are pale ...

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Cynara by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Cynara by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mineThere fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;And I was desolate and sick ...

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Beyond by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Beyond by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Love's aftermath! I think the time is now That we must gather in, alone, apart The saddest crop of all the crops that grow, Love's aftermath. Ah, sweet,--sweet yesterday, the ...

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A Song Of The Setting Sun by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A Song Of The Setting Sun by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A song of the setting sun!The sky in the west is red,And the day is all but done;While yonder up overhead,All too soon,There rises so cold the cynic moon.A Song of a Winter ...

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In A Breton Cemetery by Ernest Christopher Dowson

In A Breton Cemetery by Ernest Christopher Dowson

They sleep well here,These fisher-folk who passed their anxious daysIn fierce Atlantic ways;And found not there,Beneath the long curled wave,So quiet a grave.And they sleep ...

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Wisdom by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Wisdom by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Love wine and beauty and the spring,While wine is red and spring is here,And through the almond blossoms ringThe dove-like voices of thy Dear.Love wine and spring and beauty ...

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April Love by Ernest Christopher Dowson

April Love by Ernest Christopher Dowson

We have walked in Love's land a little way,We have learnt his lesson a little while,And shall we not part at the end of day,With a sigh, a smile?A little while in the shine of the ...

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After Paul Verlaine-Ii by Ernest Christopher Dowson

After Paul Verlaine-Ii by Ernest Christopher Dowson

COLLOQUE SENTIMENTALInto the lonely park all frozen fast,Awhile ago there were two forms who passed.Lo, are their lips fallen and their eyes dead,Hardly shall a man hear the words ...

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The Moon Maiden’s Song by Ernest Christopher Dowson

The Moon Maiden’s Song by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Sleep! Cast thy canopy Over this sleeper's brain, Dim grow his memory, When he wake again. Love stays a summer night, Till lights of morning come; Then takes her winged ...

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Nuns Of The Perpetual Adoration by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Nuns Of The Perpetual Adoration by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Calm, sad, secure; behind high convent walls, These watch the sacred lamp, these watch and pray:And it is one with them when evening falls, And one with them the cold return ...

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De Amore by Ernest Christopher Dowson

De Amore by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Shall one be sorrowful because of love,Which hath no earthly crown,Which lives and dies, unknown?Because no words of his shall ever moveHer maiden heart to ownHim lord and ...

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Amantium Irae by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Amantium Irae by Ernest Christopher Dowson

When this, our rose, is faded,And these, our days, are done,In lands profoundly shadedFrom tempest and from sun:Ah, once more come together,Shall we forgive the past,And safe from ...

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This Libation, Cupid, Take by Ernest Christopher Dowson

This Libation, Cupid, Take by Ernest Christopher Dowson

This libation, Cupid, take, With the lilies at thy feet; Cherish Pierrot for their sake Send him visions strange and sweet, While he slumbers at thy feet. Only love kiss him ...

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Villanelle Of The Poet’s Road by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Villanelle Of The Poet’s Road by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Wine and woman and song,Three things garnish our way:Yet is day over long.Lest we do our youth wrong,Gather them while we may:Wine and woman and song.Three things render us ...

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Beata Solitudo by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Beata Solitudo by Ernest Christopher Dowson

What land of Silence,Where pale stars shineOn apple-blossomAnd dew-drenched vine,Is yours and mine?The silent valleyThat we will find,Where all the voicesOf humankindAre left ...

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Amor Umbratilis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Amor Umbratilis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

A gift of Silence, sweet!Who may not ever hear:To lay down at your unobservant feet,Is all the gift I bear.I have no songs to sing,That you should heed or know:I have no lilies, ...

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Jadis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Jadis by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Erewhile, before the world was old, When violets grew and celandine, In Cupid's train we were enrolled: Erewhile! Your little hands were clasped in mine, Your head all ...

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Cease Smilng, Dear! A Little While Be Sad by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Cease Smilng, Dear! A Little While Be Sad by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Cease smiling, Dear! a little while be sad,Here in the silence, under the wan moon;Sweet are thine eyes, but how can I be glad,Knowing they change so soon?For Love's sake, Dear, ...

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The Garden Of Shadow by Ernest Christopher Dowson

The Garden Of Shadow by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Love heeds no more the sighing of the windAgainst the perfect flowers: thy garden's closeIs grown a wilderness, where none shall findOne strayed, last petal of one last year's ...

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Villanelle Of Marguerite’s by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Villanelle Of Marguerite’s by Ernest Christopher Dowson

'A little, _passionately, not at all?_' She casts the snowy petals on the air: And what care we how many petals fall! Nay, wherefore seek the seasons to forestall? It is but ...

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To One In Bedlam by Ernest Christopher Dowson

To One In Bedlam by Ernest Christopher Dowson

With delicate, mad hands, behind his sordid bars,Surely he hath his posies, which they tear and twine;Those scentless wisps of straw, that miserably lineHis strait, caged ...

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Breton Afternoon by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Breton Afternoon by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Here, where the breath of the scented-gorse floats through thesun-stained air,On a steep hill-side, on a grassy ledge, I have lain hours longand heardOnly the faint breeze pass in ...

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Benedictio Domini by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Benedictio Domini by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Without, the sullen noises of the street!The voice of London, inarticulate,Hoarse and blaspheming, surges in to meetThe silent blessing of the Immaculate.Dark is the church, and ...

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The Sea-Change by Ernest Christopher Dowson

The Sea-Change by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Where river and ocean meet in a great tempestuous frown,Beyond the bar, where on the dunes the white-capped rollers break;Above, one windmill stands forlorn on the arid, grassy ...

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Libera Me by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Libera Me by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Goddess the laughter-loving, Aphrodite, befriend!Long have I served thine altars, serve me now at the end,Let me have peace of thee, truce of thee, golden one, send.Heart of my ...

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Impentitent Ultima by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Impentitent Ultima by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Before my light goes out for ever if God should give me a choice ofgraces,I would not reck of length of days, nor crave for things to be;But cry: 'One day of the great lost days, ...

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Ad Manus Puellae by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Ad Manus Puellae by Ernest Christopher Dowson

I was always a lover of ladies' hands!Or ever mine heart came here to tryst,For the sake of your carved white hands' commands;The tapering fingers, the dainty wrist;The hands of a ...

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