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Born in September 11, 1885 / Died in March 2, 1930 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by David Herbert Lawrence

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Self-pity

... A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough ...

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Lies About Love

... instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud ...

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Snake

... raid, you would kill him!And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid, But even so, honoured still more ...

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Dreams

... Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind, ...

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The White Horse

... The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on ...

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Piano

... And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings ...

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Butterfly

... white butterfly, content on my shoe!Will you go, will you go from my warm ...

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A Love Song

... And I do toss through the troubled night for you, ...

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Tortoise Shell

... Not in stone, like the Judean Lord, or bronze, but in life-clouded, life-rosy tortoise shell ...

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Whales Weep Not!

... most happy, happy she!and Venus among the fishes skips and is a she-dolphin ...

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The Ship of Death

... of a strong heart at peace! How can we this, our own quietus, make ...

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The End

... The course of our journey here, before we had to part ...

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A Baby Running Barefoot

... Or as two white butterflies settle in the cup of one flower ...

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A Spiritual Woman

... Do you think if you take me as I am, that that will abate you ...

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The Piano (Notebook Version)

... s raillery, till I'm bound in her shame's heart-spun bandsA woman is singing me a wild Hungarian air ...