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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GRAY NIGHTS, by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A while we wandered (thus it is I dream) Last Line: After them all I flung those memories! | |||
A WHILE we wandered (thus it is I dream!) Through a long, sandy track of No Man's Land, Where only poppies grew among the sand, The which we, plucking, cast with scant esteem, And ever sadlier, into the sad stream, Which followed us, as we went, hand in hand, Under the estranged stars, a road unplanned, Seeing all things in the shadow of a dream. And ever sadlier, as the stars expired, We found the poppies rarer, till thine eyes Grown all my light, to light me were too tired, And at their darkening, that no surmise Might haunt me of the lost days we desired, After them all I flung those memories! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...O MORS! QUAM AMARA EST MEMORIA TUA HOMINI PACEM HABENTI by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON TO ONE IN BEDLAM by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON A CORONAL; WITH HIS SONGS AND HER DAYS TO HIS LADY & TO LOVE by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON A LAST WORD by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON A REQUIEM by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON A SONG by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON A VALEDICTION by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON AD DOMNULAM SUAM by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON AD MANUS PUELLAE; FOR LEONARD SMITHERS by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON AMANTIUM IRAE by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON |
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