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22726	Lawrence, D. H. (David Herbert)	New Poems			.txt	text/plain	7663	771	96	THE new red houses spring like plants You tell me the lambs have come, they lie like Her room, where the night still hangs like a halffolded bat, May-blossom and blue bird's-eye flowers falling, WHEN into the night the yellow light is roused like Or like a mist the moon has kissed from off a pool in Our faces flower for a little hour pale and uncertain Like a soft full drop of darkness it seems to sway Beating like sobs, I come to myself, and stand Comes endlessly kissing my face and my hands. With a face like a chickweed flower. Of leaves that have gone unnoticed, swept like old It is only the sparrows, like dead black leaves on The white moon show like a breast revealed Set like rocks beside a sea of gloom, I place a great and burning seal of love Like a dark rose, a mystery of rest	./cache/22726.txt	./txt/22726.txt