Ernest Christopher Dowson

Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam

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The brief sum of life forbids us the hope of enduring long - Horace

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.

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.

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