Carthusians (Ernest Christopher Dowson Poems)
Through what long heaviness, assayed in what strange fire, Have these white monks been brought into the way of ...
Through what long heaviness, assayed in what strange fire, Have these white monks been brought into the way of ...
You would have understood me, had you waited; I could have loved you, dear! as well as he: Had ...
Goddess the laughter-loving, Aphrodite, befriend! Long have I served thine altars, serve me now at the end, Let me have ...
Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say, Though late it be, though lily-time be past, Though all ...
There comes an end to summer, To spring showers and hoar rime; His mumming to each mummer Has ...
Sleep on, dear, now The last sleep and the best, And on thy brow, And on thy quiet ...
Upon the eyes, the lips, the feet, On all the passages of sense, The atoning oil is spread with ...
By the pale marge of Acheron, Me thinks we shall pass restfully, Beyond the scope of any sun. There ...
The sky is up above the roof So blue, so soft! A tree there, up above the roof, ...
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