All Poems
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Baby Tortoise
© David Herbert Lawrence
You know what it is to be born alone,
Baby tortoise!
The first day to heave your feet little by little from the shell,
Not yet awake,
And remain lapsed on earth,
Not quite alive.
Silence
© David Herbert Lawrence
Since I lost you I am silence-haunted,
Sounds wave their little wings
A moment, then in weariness settle
On the flood that soundless swings.
Elegy
© David Herbert Lawrence
Since I lost you, my darling, the sky has come near,
And I am of it, the small sharp stars are quite near,
The white moon going among them like a white bird among snow-berries,
And the sound of her gently rustling in heaven like a bird I hear.
On Eastnor Knoll
© John Masefield
Silent are the woods, and the dim green boughs are
Hushed in the twilight: yonder, in the path through
The apple orchard, is a tired plough-boy
Calling the cows home.
A Baby Asleep after Pain
© David Herbert Lawrence
As a drenched, drowned bee
Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,
So clings to me
My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears
The Me Within Thee Blind!
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Since God is lost, then all is lost indeed.
You did not know the comfort or the need
Of God for me, who am so frail and weak.
Blown by all winds, I know not where to seek.
Beautiful Old Age
© David Herbert Lawrence
It ought to be lovely to be old
to be full of the peace that comes of experience
and wrinkled ripe fulfilment.
To Women As Far As I'm Concerned
© David Herbert Lawrence
The feelings I don't have I don't have.
The feeling I don't have, I won't say I have.
The feelings you say you have, you don't have.
The feelings you would like us both to have, we neither of us have.
Time to Be Wise
© Walter Savage Landor
YES; I write verses now and then,
But blunt and flaccid is my pen,
No longer talkd of by young men
As rather clever;
The Piano (Notebook Version)
© David Herbert Lawrence
The full throated woman has chosen a winning, living song
And surely the heart that is in me must belong
To the old Sunday evenings, when darkness wandered outside
And hymns gleamed on our warm lips, as we watched mother's fingers glide
Dream Song 133: As he grew famousah, but what is fame?
© John Berryman
As he grew famousah, but what is fame?
he lost his old obsession with his name,
things seemed to matter less,
including the famea television team came
from another country to make a film of him
which did not him distress:
A Spiritual Woman
© David Herbert Lawrence
Close your eyes, my love, let me make you blind;
They have taught you to see
Only a mean arithmetic on the face of things,
A cunning algebra in the faces of men,
The Living Land
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
We have mourned and sighed for our buried pride,[106]
We have given what nature gives,
A Baby Running Barefoot
© David Herbert Lawrence
I long for the baby to wander hither to me
Like a wind-shadow wandering over the water,
So that she can stand on my knee
With her little bare feet in my hands,
Cool like syringa buds,
Firm and silken like pink young peony flowers.
Music
© Henry Van Dyke
O lead me by the hand,
And let my heart have rest,
And bring me back to childhood land,
To find again the long-lost band
Of playmates blithe and blest.
The End
© David Herbert Lawrence
If I could have put you in my heart,
If but I could have wrapped you in myself,
How glad I should have been!
And now the chart
The Song Of The Allies
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
We are the Allies of God to-day,
And the width of the earth is our right of way.
The Ship of Death
© David Herbert Lawrence
And it is time to go, to bid farewell
to one's own self, and find an exit
from the fallen self.
In The British Museum
© Thomas Hardy
'What do you see in that time-touched stone,
When nothing is there
But ashen blankness, although you give it
A rigid stare?
Whales Weep Not!
© David Herbert Lawrence
All the whales in the wider deeps, hot are they, as they urge
on and on, and dive beneath the icebergs.
The right whales, the sperm-whales, the hammer-heads, the killers
there they blow, there they blow, hot wild white breath out of
the sea!
