Patience (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
A wind comes from the north Blowing little flocks of birds Like spray across the town, And a train, roaring ...
A wind comes from the north Blowing little flocks of birds Like spray across the town, And a train, roaring ...
The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the ...
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 ...
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink ...
At evening, sitting on this terrace, When the sun from the west, beyond Pisa, beyond the mountains of Carrara Departs, ...
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
At the open door of the room I stand and look at the night, Hold my hand to catch the ...
I have fetched the tears up out of the little wells, Scooped them up with small, iron words, Dripping over ...
Yours is the shame and sorrow, But the disgrace is mine; Your love was dark and thorough, Mine was the ...
When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker round me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the ...
The little pansies by the road have turned Away their purple faces and their gold, And evening has taken all ...
I wonder, can the night go by; Can this shot arrow of travel fly Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the ...
Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness, Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty; Yea, and her mouth's prudent ...
Not every man has gentians in his house in Soft September, at slow, Sad Michaelmas. Bavarian gentians, big and dark, ...
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