Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ERNEST DOWSON, by DHAN GOPAL MUKERJI Poet's Biography First Line: By the limpid pool at twilight Last Line: Then, my soul s sovereign deity, Subject(s): Death; Dowson, Ernest (1867-1900); Dead, The | ||||||||
By the limpid pool at twilight, Sat he Wearily watching its slumberous deep, Like his sad soul, For jeweled fishes? Like the phantoms of his dreams, That elude imagination's reach; Like those airy beings far-soaring overhead In the Pale-colored, star-crowned height? A faint smile lay on his pale lips, Like the Last, low, lingering light That slides Adown the inverted cup of blue, To make room for her, The shining star. Gently drooped his golden head; As the pool drew its veil of black, He fell asleep, By the woodside green and dark. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND |
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