Edward Shanks Heavy Poems

  • 1.
    Daphne is running, running through the grass,
    The long stalks whip her ankles as she goes.
    I saw the nymph, the god, I saw them pass
    And how a mounting flush of tender rose
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  • 2.
    Have I slept and failed to hear you calling?
    Cry again, belov'd; for sleep is heavy,
    Curtaining away the golden sunlight,
    Shutting out the blue sky and the breezes,
    ...
  • 3.
    Before the downs in their great horse-shoes rise,
    I know a village where the Adur runs,
    Blown by sweet winds and by beneficent suns
    Visited and made ripe beneath kind skies.
    ...
  • 4.
    Is there no prophylactic against love?
    Can I with drugs not dull the ache one night?
    The rain is heavy and the low clouds move
    Over the empty home of our delight
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  • 5.
    Along the branches of the laden tree
    The ripe fruit smiling hang. The afternoon
    Is emptied of all things done and things to be.
    Low in the sky the inconspicuous moon
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  • 6.
    This is the valley where we sojourn now,
    Cut up by narrow brooks and rich and green
    And shaded sweetly by the waving bough
    About the trench where floats the soft serene
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  • 7.
    Perhaps you sleep now, fifty miles to the south,
    While I sit here and dream of you by night.
    The thick soft blankets drawn about your mouth
    Have made for you a nest of warm delight;
    ...
  • 8.
    As I lay in the early sun,
    Stretched in the grass, I thought upon
    My true love, my dear love,
    Who has my heart for ever,
    ...
  • 9.
    September 1914, April 1915



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Total 9 Heavy Poems by Edward Shanks

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