Whales Weep Not! (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
We are a liars, because the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow, whereas letters are fixed, and we live ...
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink ...
All people dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind, Wake in ...
The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on and the horse looks at him in ...
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me; Taking me back down the vista of years, till I ...
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ...
Ah in the thunder air how still the trees are! And the lime-tree, lovely and tall, every leaf silent hardly ...
Don't you care for my love? she said bitterly. I handed her the mirror, and said: Please address these questions ...
Making his advances He does not look at her, nor sniff at her, No, not even sniff at her, his ...
The pine-trees bend to listen to the autumn wind as it mutters Something which sets the black poplars ashake with ...
The sick grapes on the chair by the bed lie prone; at the window The tassel of the blind swings ...
If you make a revolution, make it for fun, don't make it in ghastly seriousness, don't do it in deadly ...
This is the last of all, this is the last! I must hold my hands, and turn my face to ...
I wish it were spring in the world. Let it be spring! Come, bubbling, surging tide of sap! Come, rush ...
The acrid scents of autumn, Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear Everything, tear-trembling stars of autumn And the snore ...
The five old bells Are hurrying and eagerly calling, Imploring, protesting They know, but clamorously falling Into gabbling incoherence, never ...
Forever nameless Forever unknwon Forever unconceived Forever unrepresented yet forever felt in the soul. (David Herbert Lawrence)
If you live along with all the other people and are just like them, and conform, and are nice you're ...
The moon is broken in twain, and half a moon Before me lies on the still, pale floor of the ...
Between the avenues of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks, and surplices Of linen, go the chaunting choristers, The priests ...
There are four men mowing down by the Isar; I can hear the swish of the scythe-strokes, four Sharp breaths ...
Thought, I love thought. But not the juggling and twisting of already existent ideas I despise that self-important game. Thought ...
It is conceit that kills us and makes us cowards instead of gods. Under the great Command: Know thy self, ...
Somewhere the long mellow note of the blackbird Quickens the unclasping hands of hazel, Somewhere the wind-flowers fling their heads ...
The darkness steals the forms of all the queens, But oh, the palms of his two black hands are red, ...
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting ...
I will give you all my keys, You shall be my ch?telaine, You shall enter as you please, As you ...
There are only two things now, The great black night scooped out And this fireglow. This fireglow, the core, And ...
When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker round me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the ...
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