Victoria Sackville-West
Tuscany by Victoria Sackville-West

Tuscany by Victoria Sackville-West

Cisterns and stones; the fig-tree in the wallCasts down her shadow, ashen as her boughs,Across the road, across the thick white dust.Down from the hill the slow white oxen ...

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A Saxon Song by Victoria Sackville-West

A Saxon Song by Victoria Sackville-West

Tools with the comely names,Mattock and scythe and spade,Couth and bitter as flames,Clean, and bowed in the blade,--A man and his tools make a man and his trade.Breadth of the ...

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Days I Enjoy by Victoria Sackville-West

Days I Enjoy by Victoria Sackville-West

Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens, When I have no engagements written on my block, When no one comes to disturb my inward peace, When no one comes to take me away from ...

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Bitterness by Victoria Sackville-West

Bitterness by Victoria Sackville-West

Yes, they were kind exceedingly; most mildEven in indignation, taking by the handOne that obeyed them mutely, as a childSubmissive to a law he does not understand.They would not ...

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Trio by Victoria Sackville-West

Trio by Victoria Sackville-West

So well she knew them both! yet as she cameInto the room, and heard their speechOf tragic meshes knotted with her name,And saw them, foes, but meeting each with eachCloser than ...

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Full Moon by Victoria Sackville-West

Full Moon by Victoria Sackville-West

She was wearing the coral taffeta trousersSomeone had brought her from Ispahan,And the little gold coat with pomegranate blossoms,And the coral-hafted feather fan;But she ran down ...

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Moonlight by Victoria Sackville-West

Moonlight by Victoria Sackville-West

What time the meanest brick and stoneTake on a beauty not their own,And past the flaw of builded woodShines the intention whole and good,And all the little homes of manRise to a ...

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And So It Ends by Victoria Sackville-West

And So It Ends by Victoria Sackville-West

And so it ends,We who were lovers may be friends.I have some weeks in which to steelMy heart and teach myself to feelOnly a sober tendernessWhere once was passion's loveliness.I ...

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Making Cider by Victoria Sackville-West

Making Cider by Victoria Sackville-West

I saw within the wheelwright’s shedThe big round cartwheels, blue and red;A plough with blunted share;A blue tin jug; a broken chair;And paint in trial patchwork squareSlapping up ...

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Leopards At Knole by Victoria Sackville-West

Leopards At Knole by Victoria Sackville-West

Leopards on the gable-ends,Leopards on the painted stair,Stiff the blazoned shield they bear,Or and gules, a bend of vair,Leopards on the gable-ends,Leopards everywhere.Guard and ...

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Sailing Ships by Victoria Sackville-West

Sailing Ships by Victoria Sackville-West

Lying on Downs above the wrinkling bayI with the kestrels shared the cleanly day,The candid day; wind-shaven, brindled turf;Tall cliffs; and long sea-line of marbled surfFrom ...

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Bee-Master by Victoria Sackville-West

Bee-Master by Victoria Sackville-West

I have known honey from the Syrian hillsStored in cool jars; the wild acacia thereOn the rough terrace where the locust shrillsTosses her spindrift on the ringing air.Narcissus ...

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The Greater Cats by Victoria Sackville-West

The Greater Cats by Victoria Sackville-West

The greater cats with golden eyesStare out between the bars.Deserts are there, and the different skies,And night with different stars.They prowl the aromatic hill,And mate as ...

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Song by Victoria Sackville-West

Song by Victoria Sackville-West

If I had only loved your fleshAnd careless damned your soul to Hell,I might have laughed and loved afresh,And loved as lightly and as well,And little more to tell.But since to ...

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Beechwoods At Knole by Victoria Sackville-West

Beechwoods At Knole by Victoria Sackville-West

How do I love you, beech-trees, in the autumn,Your stone-grey columns a cathedral nave Processional above the earth's brown glory! I was a child, and I loved the knurly tangle Of ...

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Evening by Victoria Sackville-West

Evening by Victoria Sackville-West

When little lights in little ports come out,Quivering down through water with the stars,And all the fishing fleet of slender sparsRange at their moorings, veer with tide ...

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Mariana In The North by Victoria Sackville-West

Mariana In The North by Victoria Sackville-West

All her youth is gone, her beautiful youth outworn,Daughter of tarn and tor, the moors that were once her homeNo longer know her step on the upland tracks forlornWhere she was ...

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