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ekaji_: They are not long, the weepin 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 -Ernest Dowson

WaadAyman8: " those who simply wait for the information to find them spend a lot of time sitting by the phone, those who find it themselves have something to say when it's ring" - Ernest Dowson

bottomhead: 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. Ernest Dowson

boaboalovers: "Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these." Ernest Christopher Dowson, Autumnal

DeadPoetsDaily: Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam on Dead Poets Daily

PocketHistory: Dowson, Ernest. 1867-1900. English Decadent poet. -“I have been faithful to thee, Cynara, in my fashion”.

YorkshireLady3: 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. From Days of Wine and Roses by Ernest Dowson

Doshiba: Poem of the week: Villanelle of His Lady’s Treasures by Ernest Dowson

Doshiba: Poem of the week: Villanelle of His Lady’s Treasures by Ernest Dowson

kipishtheknave: BENEDICTIO DOMINI - By Ernest. Dowson Without, the sullen noises of the street! The voice of London, inarticulate, Hoarse and blaspheming, surges in to meet The silent blessing of the Immaculate.

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loadsathings: Villanelle - French verse form consisting of five three-line stanzas and a final quatrain, with the first and third lines of the first stanza repeating alternately in the following stanzas. These two refrain lines form the final couplet in the quatrain.

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samrasmus: Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam —Ernest Dowson 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.

HeyJudeNotJudy: The under-rated Peter DeVries wrote many books, one of which was titled "Madder Music," a phrase lifted from Ernest Dowson, dissolute poet from fin de siècle England, whose poem "Cynara" had the line "I cried for madder music and for stronger wine." I love a frame of reference.

HarryWatson63: 'Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae' by Ernest Dowson Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine...

ernstgraf: I am unique. It is important to remember that. I am writer and eccentric, like Philip O'Connor, Friedrich Nietzsche in cold stoveless rooms, Ernest Dowson. Ernst Graf 4th August 2006

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to English poet Ernest C. Dowson (August 2,1867), author of "Decorations in Verse and Prose" (1899) et al.

JohnMcDonald15: Ernest Dowson (1867-1900) Quintessential dissipated aesthetic poet. Interesting for that as well as for the fact that some of his poetry is quite beautiful and memorable (in a fragile kind of way) & he gave us a couple of well known phrases.

madeleyblue: Ernest Dowson born today in 1867. A short unhappy life. Poems are not well known but phrases found a way into popular culture. "Always true to you, in my fashion" in Kiss me, Kate. "Gone with the Wind" rings a bell. My favourite, They are not long, The days of wine and roses

MaggieMackBooks: I understand that absinthe makes the tart grow fonder. Ernest Dowson

ARTSalamode: "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

cowboycoleridge: I understand that absinthe makes the tart grow fonder. - Ernest Dowson (indeed Mr. Dowson, indeed)

cowboycoleridge: 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 “Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetet Incohare Longam” (1896).

cowboycoleridge: But I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, all the time, because the dance was long Ernest Dowson

cowboycoleridge: “I was not sorrowful, but only tired Of everything that ever I desired.” ― Ernest Dowson

cowboycoleridge: “I cried for madder music and for stronger wine...” ― Ernest Dowson

lOlO_H108: A Last Word by Ernest Dowson Let us go hence: the night is now at hand; The day is overworn, the birds all flown; And we have reaped the crops the gods have sown; Despair and death; deep darkness o'er the land, Broods like an owl; we cannot understand.

BMaTexasAppeals: TIL that the phrases "the days of wine and roses" and "gone with the wind" were written by 19th century English poet Ernest Dowson.

SteveMovieSteve: Days of Wine and Roses

emvidal: RIP Christine Irvin. Rest in peace dear friend and may we meet again when the last trumpet shall sound. "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

at_oasis: They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for awhile, then closes Within a dream. PS. - Ernest Dowson

speedyk84265704: Ernest Dowson is my guilty pleasure, yes

Sam_Stapleton_1: Question 6: what four word phrase finishes a famous line from an Ernest Dowson poem that begins, “I have forgot much, Cynara!” This is another question where, upon first read, I think, “Uh Oh.” I don’t know the poet or the poem. But the second half of the question gives me hope.

chrysantheory: "They are not long, the days of wine and roses." - Ernest Dowson

chrysantheory: "They are not long, the days of wine and roses." - Ernest Dowson

CynthiaTrabold: Ernest Dowson: "They Are Not Long, The Days of Wine & Roses" Love A Lot More this weekend if for the only way you can may be from afar. Tho I wish for you near.

scotbruessel: thanks deryl, for they are not long. i fondly remembered my father today. he was 41❤ vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longam ernest dowson 1867-1900

IvanRGR: "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". Ernest Dowson

AignerNicole: 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)

EmanSeliem5: Ernest Dowson, from "Vitae Summa Brevis" (1896).

texnartist: 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 agate. 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

amlitreader: Margaret Mitchell's "Gone with the Wind" won the Pulitzer today in 1937. Her title inspired by Dowson's poem: "I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind..."

chipotles714: “I am not sorrowful but I am tired Of everything that I ever desired.” Ernest Dowson

ernstgraf: Like Hart Crane cruising the violent & dangerous Brooklyn, Manhattan & Hoboken shorefronts I cannot help but going back into Soho cinemas, despite the shame & ignominy & ruin it brings on myself–because the highs are so great & so exciting! 24th Apr 2006

ernstgraf: THEY’VE SHOCKED US AND HELPED OUR UNDERSTANDING OF THE WORLD. 12 BOOKS THAT CHANGED THE WORLD. THE HMS BEAGLE LANDED ON THE GALAPAGOS 1835. I AM A GENTLEMAN SCIENTIST. A SYNOPSIS OF HIS LIFE’S WORK. PUBLISHING IT WAS LIKE CONFESSING TO A MURDER.

mherlhy0816: 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. Ernest Dowson

PoetryOutLoud: 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? "April Love" Ernest Dowson

viaiixxi: “Our path emerges for a while, then closes.. within a dream.” — Ernest Dowson.

chifladonggwapo: 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. (c) Ernest Dowson

ernstgraf: "Ernest Dowson would, as likely as not, be the first to arrive. These were the regulars. They were the men to whom late hours were natural. Night birds, most of them.”

ernstgraf: Is this the site of the Cock tavern where Ernest Dowson wrote ‘Cynara’? Mr Wu’s chinese restaurant on the south side of Shaftesbury Avenue between Wardour and Rupert Streets. 14th March 2013

ernstgraf: "God or the Flesh or the Devil—an artist may be in bondage to any one or other or all of these powers and retain his self-respect—but the world mustn’t, positively must not exist for him–or so much the worse for his art.” (Ernest Dowson, 1892).

ernstgraf: . “I have long passed the point at which one is seriously moved by hostile criticism of anybody in these questions or can feel any more than a tolerant contempt for the point of view from which it is uttered…" Ernest Dowson 1892

__L_i_G__: Ok, I think I finally got the right booklet. A wonderful one-act, two-characters play: "The Pierrot of the minute" (1897) by Ernest Dowson. It is a perfect fit: 1 scene only, 1 act only, 2 singers only, rhymes, limited duration. I will take ages to compose it but who cares?

ernstgraf: Greatest poem in the English language. 'Cynara' by Ernest Dowson

ernstgraf: Shaftesbury Avenue, London, where Ernest Dowson wrote ‘Cynara’, looking from the Statue of Eros in Piccadilly Circus; the Polish restaurant where his unrequited love Adelaide worked was up a small side turning on the left hand side

ernstgraf: I LIKE losing it like Ernest Dowson. Pouring his heart out in early morning letters. Getting drunk, so close to the flame,so close to the girl of his dreams, then just when she is about to let him in, destroying it in a drunken fury,& throwing it all away again. 9th March 2007

plastic_bio: I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng. - Ernest Dowson

HarryWatson63: 'Spleen' by Ernest Christopher Dowson   (For Arthur Symons) I was not sorrowful, I could not weep, And all my memories were put to sleep. I watched the river grow more white and strange, All day till evening I watched it change. All day till evening I watched the rain ...

BellCV: Poem of the week: Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae by Ernest Dowson

MusicOfMovies: "Days of Wine and Roses" is a popular song by Henry Mancini Orchestra and Chorus. The music was written by Henry Mancini with lyrics by Johnny Mercer. The verse "days of wine and roses" is originally from the poem "Vitae Summa Brevis" by the English writer Ernest Dowson.

ernstgraf: "In a direct reference to the decadent period of the Roman Empire, a critic of Wilde, Arthur Lynch, calls him, ‘The new Petronius of a “squalid village”‘ by which he meant London.” Jad Adams biography of Ernest Dowson

ernstgraf: "The aesthetes, whose creed was underpinned by Walter Pater & exemplified by Wilde, were now transforming themselves into the decadents, of whom Dowson was a leading example." Jad Adams biography of Ernest Dowson

TheWestinDublin: "They are not long, the days of wine and roses" Ernest Dowson

Rameen82: "They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream, Our path emerges for awhile, then closes, Within a dream." — Ernest Dowson, The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson

SethMetoyer: They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for awhile, then closes Within a dream. - Ernest Dowson

fraveris: "They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream, Our path emerges for awhile, then closes, Within a dream." — Ernest Dowson, The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson Photography by Dirk Rosary

easiserv: Reading of Ernest Dowson, one of the circle of English poets of the 1890s, known as "the Decadents". Was already aware he wrote "the days of wine and roses" line (not terribly 'decadent')? All became plain when reading that he didn't like 'soccer' . . . now that is 'decadent'!

carlucho_z: "I am not sorrowful but I am tired of everything I ever desired" Ernest Dowson

ernstgraf: “Ernest Dowson was the ultimate poet. When he died he had almost literally nothing but the clothes he stood up in & his tattered manuscript book of verse. He was purest representative of legendary group of British artists of the 1890s called the decadents" - Jad Adams

ernstgraf: “As soon as he was able, he would get down from his desk and make his way to the West End. The night was his." Jad Adams on Ernest Dowson

TwttPoet: “They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for awhile, then closes Within a dream.” — Ernest Dowson, The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson

englishwellbiz: The Diary of a Successful Man by Ernest Dowson

Kulambq: "Poor wounded wonderful fellow that he was, a tragic reproduction of all tragic poetry, like a symbol, or a scene. I hope bay leaves will be laid on his tomb and rue and myrtle too for he knew what love is." ~ Oscar Wilde on the death of Ernest Dowson

Kulambq: "We cannot understand Laughter or tears, for we have only known Surpassing vanity: vain things alone Have driven our perverse and aimless band." ~ Ernest Dowson

neiljameshudson: And happy bloody Christmas from Ernest Dowson.

Sayyam_Tasib: "They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for awhile, then closes Within a dream." -(Ernest Dowson)

plastic_bio: O pray the earth enfoldOur life-sick hearts and turn them into dust. - Ernest Dowson

Ken97109552: "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

Ken97109552: "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?" - from "April Love" by Ernest Dowson

sophiafira: Poem of the week: Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae by Ernest Dowson

Bomboli2: 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, from "Vitae Summa Brevis".

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MorrowJulian: Buongiorno a tutti Bonjour ma TL Good morning Twitter "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 Christopher Dowson Be seeing you

LyndonMytton: William Wordsworth {1770-1850} Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron Tennyson {1809-1892} John Clare {1793-1864} Ernest Dowson {1867-1900} Wondrous poets whose poetry will, once read, haunt you always and rip your guts out'. [Poems 'for evening tears']

PoetryAlive: Poem of the week: Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae by Ernest Dowson

TheRealSPA: Mitchell set to finalizing the manuscript, changing characters' names (Scarlett was Pansy in earlier drafts), cutting and rearranging chapters and finally naming the book Gone With the Wind, a phrase from “Cynara!, a favorite Ernest Dowson poem.

vicklbennett: --Ernest Dowson 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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