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Ernest Dowson

Ernest Dowson

A poem by Ernest Dowson: Libera Me

  Libera Me Goddess the laughter-loving, Aphrodite, befriend! Long have I served thine altars, serve me now at the end, Let me have peace of thee, truce of thee, golden one, send. Heart of my heart have I offered thee, ...

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A poem by Ernest Dowson: Jadis

  Jadis Erewhile, before the world was old, When violets grew and celandine, In Cupid’s train we were enrolled: Erewhile! Your little hands were clasped in mine, Your head all ruddy and sun-gold Lay on my breast which was your ...

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A poem by Ernest Dowson : Growth

  Growth I watched the glory of her childhood change, Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew, (Loved long ago in lily-time), Become a maid, mysterious and strange, With fair, pure eyes – dear eyes, but not the eyes I ...

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A poem by Ernest Dowson : Exile

  Exile By the sad waters of separation Where we have wandered by divers ways, I have but the shadow and imitation Of the old memorial days. In music I have no consolation, No roses are pale enough for me; ...

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A poem by Ernest Dowson : Epigram

  Epigram Because I am idolotrous and have besought With grievous supplication and consuming prayer, The admirable image that my love has wrought Out of her swan’s neck and her dark, abundant hair: The jealous gods who brook no worship ...

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