Source: http://poetry-fromthehart.blogspot.com/2011/08/they-are-not-long-ernest-dowson.html?m=1
They Are Not Long - Ernest Dowson
They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate;
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses,
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.
