“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 Copy Share Image
“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… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
