Drunk (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
Too far away, oh love, I know, To save me from this haunted road, Whose lofty roses break and blow ...
Too far away, oh love, I know, To save me from this haunted road, Whose lofty roses break and blow ...
It is stormy, and raindrops cling like silver bees to the pane, The thin sycamores in the playground are swinging ...
Since I lost you, my darling, the sky has come near, And I am of it, the small sharp stars ...
When the bare feet of the baby beat across the grass The little white feet nod like white flowers in ...
The profoundest of all sensualities is the sense of truth and the next deepest sensual experience is the sense of ...
Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping, Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping To sight, ...
At the open door of the room I stand and look at the night, Hold my hand to catch the ...
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard, Lamps in a wash of rain! Oh the wet walk of ...
How many times, like lotus lilies risen Upon the surface of a river, there Have risen floating on my blood ...
She bade me follow to her garden where The mellow sunlight stood as in a cup Between the old grey ...
A big bud of moon hangs out of the twilight, Star-spiders spinning their thread Hang high suspended, withouten respite Watching ...
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