Ernest Dowson Quotes

AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a bre...

I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng,Dancing,...

I was not sorrowful, but only tiredOf everything that ever I desired.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:Out of a misty dreamOur path emerges for awhile, then ...

You ask my love completest,As strong next year as now,The devil take you, sweetest,Ere I make aught ...

When this, our rose, is faded,And these, our days, are done,In lands profoundly shadedFrom tempest a...

Ah, Lalage! while life is ours, Hoard not thy beauty rose and white, But pluck the pretty fleeing fl...