Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
\nThere fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
\nUpon my soul between the kisses and the wine;
\nAnd I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
\nYea, I was desolate and bowed my head:
\nI have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<\/p>\n
All night upon mine heart I felt her warm heart beat,
\nNight-long within mine arms in love and sleep she lay;
\nSurely the kisses of her bought red mouth were sweet;
\nBut I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
\nWhen I awoke and found the dawn was gray:
\nI have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<\/p>\n
I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,
\nFlung roses, roses riotously with the throng,
\nDancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind;
\nBut I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
\nYea, all the time, because the dance was long:
\nI have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<\/p>\n
I cried for madder music and for stronger wine,
\nBut when the feast is finished and the lamps expire,
\nThen falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine;
\nAnd I am desolate and sick of an old passion,
\nYea, hungry for the lips of my desire:
\nI have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Ernest Cristopher Dowson<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Praeterea, puto arma nuclearia Persiae delenda esse<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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