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Title: After Paul Verlaine Author: Ernest Dowson [More Titles by Dowson] I Il pleut doucement sur la ville.--RIMBAUD Tears fall within mine heart, O sweet fall of the rain Tears that have no reason Nay! the more desolate,
COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL Into the lonely park all frozen fast, Lo, are their lips fallen and their eyes dead, Into the lonely park, all frozen fast, "Dost thou remember our old ecstasy?"-- "Doth thine heart beat at my sole name alway? "They were fair days of joy unspeakable, "Were not the heavens blue, was not hope high?"-- So through the barren oats they wandered,
SPLEEN Around were all the roses red, Dear, so thou only move thine head, Too blue, too tender was the sky, Always I fear, I know not why, I am so tired of holly-sprays Of all the endless country ways;
The sky is up above the roof A bell within that sky we see, Dear God! is not the life up there, What hast thou done, who comest [The end] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN |