<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390108" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cynara</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine<br>There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed <br>Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;<br>And I was desolate and sick of an old passion, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head:<br>I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<br>All night upon mine heart I felt her warm heart beat,<br>Night-long within mine arms in love and sleep she lay;<br>Surely the kisses of her bought red mouth were sweet;<br>But I was desolate and sick of an old passion, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I awoke and found the dawn was gray:<br>I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<br>I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,<br>Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng,<br>Dancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind;<br>But I was desolate and sick of an old passion, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, all the time, because the dance was long:<br>I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.<br>I cried for madder music and for stronger wine,<br>But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire,<br>Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine;<br>And I am desolate and sick of an old passion, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, hungry for the lips of my desire:<br>I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ernest+Christopher+Dowson">Ernest Christopher Dowson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390108" data-title="Cynara de Ernest Christopher Dowson" data-description="Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine; And I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head: I have..."></div> </div> </div>

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