Cecil Day-Lewis
Cecil Day-Lewis Poems
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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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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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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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
Come, live with me and be my love
Come, live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
Of peace and plenty, bed and board,
That chance employment may afford.
I'll handle dainties on the docks
And thou shalt read of summer frocks:
At evening by the sour canals
We'll hope to hear some madrigals.
Care on thy maiden brow shall put
A wreath of wrinkles, and thy foot
Be shod with pain: not silken dress
But toil shall tire thy loveliness.
Hunger shall make thy modest zone
And cheat fond death of all but bone -
If these delight thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.
Cecil Day-Lewis Comments
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!
This poem is very gay like me. i like men. my favorite man is Thomas saunders.
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.
Im very gay i like and i still get breast fed by my mummy, also im inbred
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1/14/2026 4:38:06 PM # 1.0.0
ya yeet i killed a fetus and stuck it in my toenail then kicked a door, that how i feel about English