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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Saint Germain-En-Laye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">(1887-1895)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through the green boughs I hardly saw thy face,<br>They twined so close: the sun was in mine eyes;<br>And now the sullen trees in sombre lace<br>Stand bare beneath the sinister, sad skies.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O sun and summer! Say in what far night,<br>The gold and green, the glory of thine head,<br>Of bough and branch have fallen? Oh, the white<br>Gaunt ghosts that flutter where thy feet have sped,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Across the terrace that is desolate,<br>And rang then with thy laughter, ghost of thee,<br>That holds its shroud up with most delicate,<br>Dead fingers, and behind the ghost of me,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=390133" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tripping fantastic with a mouth that jeers<br>At roseal flowers of youth the turbid streams<br>Toss in derision down the barren years<br>To death the host of all our golden dreams.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ernest+Christopher+Dowson">Ernest Christopher Dowson</a></strong></div>