D. H. Lawrence
Love Poems and Others
Published by Good Press, 2022
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Table of Contents
WEDDING MORN [p. i ]
KISSES IN THE TRAIN [p. iii ]
CRUELTY AND LOVE [p. v ]
CHERRY ROBBERS [p. viii ]
LILIES IN THE FIRE [p. ix ]
COLDNESS IN LOVE [p. xi ]
END OF ANOTHER HOME-HOLIDAY [p. xiii ]
REMINDER [p. xvi ]
BEI HENNEF [p. xviii ]
LIGHTNING [p. xix ]
SONG-DAY IN AUTUMN [p. xxi ]
AWARE [p. xxiii ]
A PANG OF REMINISCENCE [p. xxiv ]
A WHITE BLOSSOM [p. xxv ]
RED MOON-RISE [p. xxvi ]
RETURN [p. xxviii ]
THE APPEAL [p. xxix ]
REPULSED [p. xxx ]
DREAM-CONFUSED [p. xxxii ]
COROT [p. xxxiii ]
MORNING WORK [p. xxxv ]
TRANSFORMATIONS [p. xxxvi ]
RENASCENCE [p. xxxviii ]
DOG-TIRED [p. xl ]
MICHAEL-ANGELO [p. xli ]
VIOLETS [p. xlii ]
WHETHER OR NOT [p. xliv ]
A COLLIER’S WIFE [p. liii ]
THE DRAINED CUP [p. lvi ]
THE SCHOOLMASTER [p. lix ]
I A Snowy Day in School
II The Best of School
III Afternoon in School THE LAST LESSON
WEDDING MORN [p.i]
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The morning breaks like a pomegranate
In a shining crack of red,
Ah, when to-morrow the dawn comes late
Whitening across the bed,
It will find me watching at the marriage gate
And waiting while light is shed
On him who is sleeping satiate,
With a sunk, abandoned head.
And when the dawn comes creeping in,
Cautiously I shall raise
Myself to watch the morning win
My first of days,
As it shows him sleeping a sleep he got
Of me, as under my gaze,
He grows distinct, and I see his hot
Face freed of the wavering blaze.
Then I shall know which image of God
My man is made toward,
And I shall know my bitter rod
Or my rich reward.
And I shall know the stamp and worth
Of the coin I’ve accepted as mine,
Shall see an image of heaven or of earth
On his minted metal shine.
Yea and I long to see him sleep
In my power utterly,
I long to know what I have to keep, [p.ii]
I long to see
My love, that spinning coin, laid still
And plain at the side of me,
For me to count—for I know he will
Greatly enrichen me.
And then he will be mine, he will lie
In my power utterly,
Opening his value plain to my eye
He will sleep of me.
He will lie negligent, resign
His all to me, and I
Shall watch the dawn light up for me
This sleeping wealth of mine.
And I shall watch the wan light shine
On his sleep that is filled of me,
On his brow where the wisps of fond hair twine
So truthfully,
On his lips where the light breaths come and go
Naïve and winsomely,
On his limbs that I shall weep to know
Lie under my mastery.
KISSES IN THE TRAIN [p.iii]
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I saw the midlands
Revolve through her hair;
The fields of autumn
Stretching bare,
And sheep on the pasture
Tossed back in a scare.
And still as ever
The world went round,
My mouth on her pulsing
Neck was found,
And my breast to her beating
Breast was bound.
But my heart at the centre
Of all, in a swound
Was still as a pivot,
As all the ground
On its prowling orbit
Shifted round.
And still in my nostrils
The scent of her flesh,
And still my wet mouth
Sought her afresh;
And still one pulse
Through the world did thresh.
And the world all whirling
Around in joy
Like the dance of a dervish [p.iv]
Did destroy
My sense—and my reason
Spun like a toy.
But firm at the centre
My heart was found;
Her own to my perfect
Heart-beat bound,
Like a magnet’s keeper
Closing the round.
