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Exchanges Post by :ausmm Category :Poems Author :Ernest Dowson Date :October 2011 Read :1528

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All that I had I brought,
Little enough I know;
A poor rhyme roughly wrought,
A rose to match thy snow:
All that I had I brought.

Little enough I sought:
But a word compassionate,
A passing glance, or thought,
For me outside the gate:
Little enough I sought.

Little enough I found:
All that you had, perchance!
With the dead leaves on the ground,
I dance the devil's dance.
All that you had I found.




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Ernest Dowson's poem: Exchanges

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