“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; And I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head: I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.” Has BeensSoulLastsNightPassionFashionMinesKissingShadowSickBreathsWineLipsMy SoulTheeFaithfulShedLast NightDesolate Book:The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson Source: The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson
“I cried for madder music and for stronger wine, But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire, Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine.” NightFallShadowStrongerWineFinishedCriedLamps Book:The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson Source: The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson
