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Philip Larkin's Poetry, by popularity

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  • Waiting for breakfast, while she brushed her hair,
    I looked down at the empty hotel yard
    28 lines
  • After comparing lives with you for years
    I see how I’ve been losing: all the while
    48 lines
  • I feared these present years,
          The middle twenties,
    69 lines
  • In this dream that dogs me I am part
    Of a silent crowd walking under a wall,
    22 lines
  • The little lives of earth and form,
    Of finding food, and keeping warm,
    12 lines
  • When first we faced, and touching showed
    How well we knew the early moves,
    18 lines
  • New eyes each year
    Find old books here,
    8 lines
  • In this dream that dogs me I am part
    Of a silent crowd walking under a wall,
    22 lines
  • They say eyes clear with age,
    As dew clarifies air
    12 lines
  • The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found
    A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,
    11 lines
  • My mother, who hates thunder storms,
    Holds up each summer day and shakes
    16 lines
  • Delay, well, travellers must expect
    Delay. For how long? No one seems to know.
    14 lines
  • Once I believed in you,
          And then you came,
    21 lines, 1 comment
  • Choice of you shuts up that peacock-fan
    The future was, in which temptingly spread
    15 lines
  • The cloakroom pegs are empty now,
    And locked the classroom door,
    19 lines
  • Tired of a landscape known too well when young:
    The deliberate shallow hills, the boring birds
    14 lines
  • Beyond the dark cartoons
    Are darker spaces where
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • When first we faced, and touching showed
    How well we knew the early moves,
    18 lines
  • A stationary sense... as, I suppose,
    I shall have, till my single body grows
    12 lines, 4 comments
  • To put one brick upon another,
    Add a third and then a forth,
    8 lines
  • Like the train's beat
    Swift language flutters the lips
    18 lines
  • I have started to say
    "A quarter of a century"
    13 lines
  • Words as plain as hen-birds' wings
    Do not lie,
    12 lines
  • For C.G.B.
    When she came on, you couldn't keep your seat;
    16 lines
  • When I was a child, I thought,
    Casually, that solitude
    32 lines
  • Quarterly, is it, money reproaches me:
    'Why do you let me lie here wastefully?
    19 lines
  • Lonely in Ireland, since it was not home,
    Strangeness made sense. The salt rebuff of speech,
    13 lines
  • This empty street, this sky to blandness scoured,
    This air, a little indistinct with autumn
    15 lines
  • Why did I dream of you last night?
    Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
    9 lines
  • The wind blew all my wedding-day,
    And my wedding-night was the night of the high wind;
    24 lines
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