Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longam  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. Enerst Dowson , Catholic poet

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