Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HYDE PARK AT NIGHT, BEFORE THE WAR: CLERKS, by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We have shut the doors behind us, and the velvet flowers of night Last Line: On our stream. Alternate Author Name(s): Lawrence, D. H. Subject(s): Hyde Park, London | ||||||||
WE have shut the doors behind us, and the velvet flowers of night Lean about us scattering their pollen grains of golden light. Now at last we lift our faces, and our faces come aflower To the night that takes us willing, liberates us to the hour. Now at last the ink and dudgeon passes from our fervent eyes And out of the chambered weariness wanders a spirit abroad on its enterprise. Not too near and not too far Out of the stress of the crowd Music screams as elephants scream When they lift their trunks and scream aloud For joy of the night when masters are Asleep and adream. So here I hide in the Shalimar With a wanton princess slender and proud, And we swoon with kisses, swoon till we seem Two streaming peacocks gone in a cloud Of golden dust, with star after star On our stream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BABY ASLEEP AFTER PAIN by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE BABY RUNNING BAREFOOT by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE BAVARIAN GENTIANS by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE BROODING GRIEF by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE DREAMS OLD AND NASCENT: NASCENT by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE GLOIRE DE DIJON by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE PIANO by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE PICCADILLY CIRCUS AT NIGHT: STREETWALKERS by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE |
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