Bei Hennef (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
The little river twittering in the twilght,The wan, wandering look of the pale sky.This is almost bliss.And everything shut up ...
The little river twittering in the twilght,The wan, wandering look of the pale sky.This is almost bliss.And everything shut up ...
Too far away, oh love, I know, To save me from this haunted road, Whose lofty roses break and blow ...
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of ...
If you are a man, and believe in the destiny of mankind then say to yourself: we will cease to ...
A wind comes from the north Blowing little flocks of birds Like spray across the town, And a train, roaring ...
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the ...
See the stars, love, In the water much clearer and brighter Than those above us, and whiter, Like nenuphars. Star-shadows ...
The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the ...
Why does the thin grey strand Floating up from the forgotten Cigarette between my fingers, Why does it trouble me? ...
Always, sweetheart, Carry into your room the blossoming boughs of cherry, Almond and apple and pear diffuse with light, that ...
Search for nothing any more, nothing except truth. Be very still, and try and get at the truth. And the ...
The elephant, the huge old beast, is slow to mate; he finds a female, they show no haste they wait ...
How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species-- Presentable, eminently presentable-- shall I make you a present ...
Yesterday the fields were only grey with scattered snow, And now the longest grass-leaves hardly emerge; Yet her deep footsteps ...
It is stormy, and raindrops cling like silver bees to the pane, The thin sycamores in the playground are swinging ...
Now I am all One bowl of kisses, Such as the tall Slim votaresses Of Egypt filled For a God's ...
It ought to be lovely to be old to be full of the peace that comes of experience and wrinkled ...
As a drenched, drowned bee Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower, So clings to me My baby, her ...
Since I lost you, my darling, the sky has come near, And I am of it, the small sharp stars ...
Since I lost you I am silence-haunted, Sounds wave their little wings A moment, then in weariness settle On the ...
You know what it is to be born alone, Baby tortoise! The first day to heave your feet little by ...
If I could have put you in my heart, If but I could have wrapped you in myself, How glad ...
When the bare feet of the baby beat across the grass The little white feet nod like white flowers in ...
Close your eyes, my love, let me make you blind; They have taught you to see Only a mean arithmetic ...
Somewhere beneath that piano's superb sleek black Must hide my mother's piano, little and brown with the back That stood ...
The feelings I don't have I don't have. The feeling I don't have, I won't say I have. The feelings ...
I Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great ...
Butterfly, the wind blows sea-ward, strong beyond the garden-wall! Butterfly, why do you settle on my shoe, and sip the ...
Reject me not if I should say to you I do forget the sounding of your voice, I do forget ...
The Cross, the Cross Goes deeper in than we know, Deeper into life; Right into the marrow And through the ...
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