David Herbert Lawrence

[D.H. Lawrence] (11 September 1885 – 2 March 1930 / Nottinghamshire / England)

David Herbert Lawrence Poems

1. Sickness 4/25/2015
2. Autumn Sunshine 5/6/2015
3. Turkey-Cock 5/21/2015
4. The Mosquito 7/21/2015
5. The English are So Nice! 7/28/2015
6. Nostalgia 7/28/2015
7. New Year's Night 12/10/2015
8. The White Horse 1/8/2016
9. Hibiscus And Salvia Flowers 4/5/2016
10. Humming-Bird 5/21/2015
11. Afternoon In School The Last Lesson 11/26/2014
12. Trust 1/22/2015
13. The Gods! The Gods! 7/8/2009
14. Tortoise Family Connections 7/8/2009
15. Tortoise Gallantry 7/8/2009
16. Study 1/1/2004
17. Liaison 1/1/2004
18. The Hands Of The Betrothed 1/1/2004
19. Lotus Hurt By The Cold 1/1/2004
20. Nothing To Save 7/8/2009
21. Lui Et Elle 7/8/2009
22. Mating 1/1/2004
23. In Trouble And Shame 7/8/2009
24. How Beastly The Bourgeois Is 7/8/2009
25. Reproach 1/1/2004
26. Tortoise Shell 7/8/2009
27. Submergence 1/1/2004
28. Scent Of Irises 1/1/2004
29. Giorno Dei Morti 1/1/2004
30. Dreams Nascent 1/1/2004
31. Listening 1/1/2004
32. Malade 1/1/2004
33. Tortoise Shout 7/8/2009
34. Meeting Among The Mountains 1/1/2004
35. Epilogue 1/1/2004
36. Snap-Dragon 1/1/2004
37. The Inheritance 1/1/2004
38. Grey Evening 1/1/2004
39. Perfidy 1/1/2004
40. In A Boat 1/1/2004
Best Poem of David Herbert Lawrence

Self-Pity

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

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Self-Pity

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

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