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.
–Ernest Dowson, Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longam (1896) first published in The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson (1900)(The title is from an ode by Horace, “The brief sum of life denies us the hope of enduring long.”)
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“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”