Brother and Sister (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the ...
The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the ...
It ought to be lovely to be old to be full of the peace that comes of experience and wrinkled ...
Somewhere beneath that piano's superb sleek black Must hide my mother's piano, little and brown with the back That stood ...
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me; Taking me back down the vista of years, till I ...
On he goes, the little one, Bud of the universe, Pediment of life. Setting off somewhere, apparently. Whither away, brisk ...
My little love, my darling, You were a doorway to me; You let me out of the confines Into this ...
Along the avenue of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks and surplices Of linen, go the chanting choristers, The priests ...
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