Ernest Christopher Dowson

(2 August 1867 – 23 February 1900 / London / England)

Ernest Christopher Dowson Poems

41. De Amore 4/19/2010
42. After Paul Verlaine-Ii 4/19/2010
43. Amantium Irae 4/19/2010
44. Chanson Sans Paroles 4/19/2010
45. Cease Smilng, Dear! A Little While Be Sad 4/19/2010
46. Yvonne Of Brittany 12/31/2002
47. This Libation, Cupid, Take 1/3/2003
48. Jadis 12/31/2002
49. Beata Solitudo 4/19/2010
50. Exchanges 12/31/2002
51. Villanelle Of The Poet's Road 1/3/2003
52. Wisdom 4/19/2010
53. In A Breton Cemetery 12/31/2002
54. The Garden Of Shadow 1/3/2003
55. Amor Umbratilis 4/19/2010
56. After Paul Verlaine-I 4/19/2010
57. A Coronal 4/19/2010
58. The Moon Maiden's Song 12/31/2002
59. Who Is This Mortal 1/3/2003
60. Grey Nights 1/3/2003
61. Nuns Of The Perpetual Adoration 12/31/2002
62. Cynara 4/19/2010
63. Epigram 12/31/2002
64. To A Lady Asking Foolish Questions 4/19/2010
65. Growth 12/31/2002
66. In Tempore Senectutis 12/31/2002
67. Autumnal 4/19/2010
68. Spleen 1/3/2003
69. Exile 4/19/2010
70. Beyond 1/3/2003
71. If We Must Part 1/3/2003
72. O Mors! Quam Amara Est Memoria Tua Homini Pacem Habenti In Substantiis Suis 4/19/2010
73. Ad Domnulam Suam 12/31/2002
74. What Is Love? 12/31/2002
75. A Requiem 4/19/2010
76. A Song Of The Setting Sun 1/3/2003
77. Amor Profanus 5/14/2001
78. Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam 5/14/2001
79. A Last Word 12/31/2002
80. Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae 5/14/2001
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April Love

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 sun,
We were twined together, joined lips forgot
How the shadows fall when day is done,
And when Love is not.

We have made no vows - there will none be broke,
Our love was free as the wind on the hill,
There was no word said we need wish unspoke,
We have wrought no ill.

So shall we not part at the end of day,
Who have loved and lingered a little while,
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Villanelle

Come hither, child, and rest,
This is the end of day,
Behold the weary West!

Sleep rounds with equal zest
Man's toil and children's play,
Come hither, child, and rest.

My white bird, seek thy nest,

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