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Born in August 2, 1867 / Died in February 23, 1900 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Ernest Christopher Dowson

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To William Theodore Peters On His Renaissance Cloak

...   The page they decked, the kings and courts are dead: ...

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Soli Cantare Periti Arcades

...   Ye are brave in your silks and satins, ...

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After Paul Verlaine-I

...   Whence does this languor start, ...

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Dregs

... And health and hope have gone the way of love ...

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After Paul Verlaine-III

... SPLEEN   Around were all the roses red, ...

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Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam

... The brief sum of life forbids us the hope of enduring long - Horace ...

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A Valediction

... "Life is a little while, and love is long ...

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Amor Profanus

... When eyes were bright and lips were red ...

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Extreme Unction

...   Through mist and darkness, light will break, ...

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My Lady April

...   With dainty step brushing the young, green grass, ...

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Yvonne of Brittany

... There is dew on your grave grass, Yvonne! ...

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Venite Descendamus

...   Silence were best, with songs and sighing over ...

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Villanelle Of Marguerite's

...   Kissed by the daisies that her fingers tear: ...

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A Coronal

... WITH HIS SONGS AND HER DAYS TO HIS LADY AND TO LOVE ...

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Vain Resolves

...   Which never shall grow soft, nor change, nor pity me ...