Donnerstag, 13. März 2003
Donnerstag, 13. März 2003, 15:46 - Topic 'Leben und ich'
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 been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Ernest Dowson