Ernest Dowson – Non Omnis Moriar https://www.nonomnismoriar.org Mon, 21 Nov 2011 03:22:30 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.1 Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam https://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?p=1691 https://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?p=1691#respond Mon, 15 Sep 2008 03:22:08 +0000 http://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?p=1691 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 roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.

]]> https://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?feed=rss2&p=1691 0 My Lady April https://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?p=1600 https://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?p=1600#respond Tue, 01 Apr 2008 23:23:32 +0000 http://www.nonomnismoriar.org/?p=1600 Dew on her robe and on her tangled hair;
Twin dewdrops for her eyes; behold her pass,
With dainty step brushing the young, green grass,
The while she trills some high, fantastic air,
Full of all feathered sweetness: she is fair,
And all her flower-like beauty, as a glass,
Mirrors out hope and love: and still, alas !
Traces of tears her languid lashes wear.

Say, doth she weep for very wantonness?
Or is it that she dimly doth foresee
Across her youth the joys grow less and less,
The burden of the days that are to be: —
Autumn and withered leaves and vanity,
And winter bringing end in barrenness.

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