Ernest Dowson Face Poems

  • 1.
    Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say,
    Though late it be, though lily-time be past,
    Though all the summer skies be overcast,
    Haply I will go down to her, some day,
    ...
  • 2.
    Where river and ocean meet in a great tempestuous
    frown,
    Beyond the bar, where on the dunes the white-
    capped rollers break;
    ...
  • 3.
    Come not before me now, O visionary face!
    Me tempest-tost, and borne along life's passionate sea;
    Troublous and dark and stormy though my passage be;
    Not here and now may we commingle or embrace,
    ...
  • 4.
    The wisdom of the world said unto me;
    “Go forth and run, the race is to the brave;
    Perchance some honour tarrieth for thee!”
    “As tarrieth,” I said, “for sure, the grave.”
    ...
  • 5.
    Mark the day white, on which the Fates have smiled:
    Eugenio and Egeria have a child.
    On whom abundant grace kind Jove imparts
    If she but copy either parent's parts.
    ...
  • 6.
    Before my light goes out for ever if God should
    give me a choice of graces,
    I would not reck of length of days, nor crave
    for things to be;
    ...
  • 7.
    Upon the eyes, the lips, the feet,
    On all the passages of sense,
    The atoning oil is spread with sweet
    Renewal of lost innocence.
    ...
  • 8.
    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.
    ...
  • 9.
    Neobule, being tired,
    Far too tired to laugh or weep,
    From the hours, rosy and gray,
    Hid her golden face away.
    ...
Total 9 Face Poems by Ernest Dowson

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