Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AMOR PROFANUS, by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Beyond the pale of memory Last Line: Estranged, sad spectres of the night. | ||||||||
BEYOND the pale of memory, In some mysterious dusky grove; A place of shadows utterly, Where never coos the turtle-dove, A world forgotten of the sun: I dreamed we met when day was done, And marvelled at our ancient love. Met there by chance, long kept apart, We wandered through the darkling glades; And that old language of the heart We sought to speak: alas! poor shades! Over our pallid lips had run The waters of oblivion, Which crown all loves of men or maids. In vain we stammered: from afar Our old desire shone cold and dead: That time was distant as a star, When eyes were bright and lips were red. And still we went with downcast eye And no delight in being nigh, Poor shadows most uncomforted. Ah, Lalage! while life is ours, Hoard not thy beauty rose and white, But pluck the pretty, fleeting flowers That deck our little path of light; For all too soon we twain shall tread The bitter pastures of the dead: Estranged, sad spectres of the night. | 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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