Cecil Day-Lewis

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Cecil Day-Lewis Poems

Lark, skylark, spilling your rubbed and round
Pebbles of sounds in air's still lake,
Whose widening circles fill the noon; yet none
Is known so small beside the sun:
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Enter the dream-house, brothers and sisters, leaving
Your debts asleep, your history at the door:
This is the home for heroes, and this loving
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I sang as one
Who on a tilting deck sings
To keep their courage up, thought the wave hangs
That shall cut off their sun.
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They who in folly or mere greed
Enslaved religion, markets, laws,
Borrow our language now and bid
Us to speak up in freedom's cause.
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Come, live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
Of peace and plenty, bed and board,
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A frost came in the night and stole my world
And left this changeling for it - a precocious
Image of spring, too brilliant to be true:
White lilac on the window-pane, each grass-blade
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Come, live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
Of peace and plenty, bed and board,
...

One of us in the compartment stares
Out of his window the whole day long
With attentive mein, as if he knows,
There is hid in the journeying scene a song
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Cecil Day-Lewis Biography

Cecil Day-Lewis (or Day Lewis), (27 April 1904 – 22 May 1972) was an Anglo-Irish poet and the Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom from 1968 until his death in 1972. He also wrote mystery stories under the pseudonym of Nicholas Blake. He is the father of actor Daniel Day-Lewis and documentary filmmaker and television chef Tamasin Day-Lewis. In his autobiography The Buried Day (1960), he wrote "As a writer I do not use the hyphen in my surname -- a piece of inverted snobbery which has produced rather mixed results . . . .")

The Best Poem Of Cecil Day-Lewis

The Ecstatic

Lark, skylark, spilling your rubbed and round
Pebbles of sounds in air's still lake,
Whose widening circles fill the noon; yet none
Is known so small beside the sun:

Be strong your fervent soaring, your skyward air!
Tremble there, a nerve of song!
Float up there where voice and wing are one,
A singing star, a note of light!

Buoyed, embayed in heaven's noon-wide]reaches-
For soon Light's tide will turn - Oh Stay!
Cease not till day streams to the west, then down
That estuary drop down to peace.

Cecil Day-Lewis Comments

garry danko 19 June 2018

ya yeet i killed a fetus and stuck it in my toenail then kicked a door, that how i feel about English

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Ouwewe 25 May 2018

hi wat is dis i am a very fat male

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Vicky Hampton 05 January 2018

Not a comment on C Day Lewis, but on the poems listed here... No 4, 'Untitled', has the same poem as No 3, 'Come, live with me and be my love'. Would love to know what the poet ACTUALLY wrote under his 'Untitled' title!

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Ibookoo 25 May 2018

he is a ver y gay poem

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josh mcourti 12 March 2019

This poem is very gay like me. i like men. my favorite man is Thomas saunders.

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janice ure 05 August 2020

of course he didn't he's dead! But he did write a poem called'Requeim for the Living' in 1962 about nuclear Weapons, which I want a copy.

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Alan Cash 13 June 2020

I am looking for the last few lines of Seen From A Train

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morgan short 12 March 2019

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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morgan short 12 March 2019

i eat toes for breakfast

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Morgan Short 12 March 2019

Im very gay i like and i still get breast fed by my mummy, also im inbred

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