Poems
11.03.2010 / 15.46 pm
 
by Elinor Wylie
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The sailorman's child
And the girl of the witch--
They can't be defiled
By touching pitch.

The sailorman's son
Had a ship for a nursery;
The other one
Was baptised by sorcery.

Although he's shipped
To the Persian Gulf, her
Body's been dipped
In burning sulphur.


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The Pekingese

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Bells In The Rain

Sleep falls, with limpid drops of rain,
Upon the steep cliffs of the town.
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The Poor Old Cannon

Upbroke the sun
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Goodbye To The Poetry Of Calcium

Dark cypresses--
The world is uneasily happy;
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The Sea-voyage

MANY a day and night my bark stood ready laden;
Waiting fav'ring winds, I sat with true friends round me,
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How Sleep The Brave

Nay, nay, sweet England, do not grieve!
Not one of these poor men who died
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The Building Of The Ship

"Build me straight, O worthy Master!
Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel,
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Reconstruction


So, the bank has bust it's boiler! And in six or seven year
It will pay me all my money back -- of course!
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