- 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.
ERNEST DOWSON, Vitae Summa Brevis
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.
ERNEST DOWSON, The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson
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