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Victoria Sackville-West's Poetry, by popularity

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  • I saw within the wheelwright’s shed
    The big round cartwheels, blue and red;
    61 lines
  • Tools with the comely names,
        Mattock and scythe and spade,
    22 lines
  • All her youth is gone, her beautiful youth outworn,
    Daughter of tarn and tor, the moors that were once her home
    13 lines
  • Yes, they were kind exceedingly; most mild
    Even in indignation, taking by the hand
    43 lines
  • Lying on Downs above the wrinkling bay
    I with the kestrels shared the cleanly day,
    74 lines
  • So well she knew them both! yet as she came
    Into the room, and heard their speech
    7 lines
  • If I had only loved your flesh
    And careless damned your soul to Hell,
    16 lines
  • Cisterns and stones; the fig-tree in the wall
    Casts down her shadow, ashen as her boughs,
    38 lines
  • I have known honey from the Syrian hills
    Stored in cool jars; the wild acacia there
    94 lines
  • When little lights in little ports come out,
    Quivering down through water with the stars,
    13 lines
  • Leopards on the gable-ends,
    Leopards on the painted stair,
    24 lines
  • How do I love you, beech-trees, in the autumn,
    Your stone-grey columns a cathedral nave
    18 lines
  • And so it ends,
    We who were lovers may be friends.
    30 lines, 3 comments
  • The greater cats with golden eyes
    Stare out between the bars.
    29 lines, 1 comment
  • Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,
    When I have no engagements written on my block,
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • She was wearing the coral taffeta trousers
    Someone had brought her from Ispahan,
    12 lines
  • What time the meanest brick and stone
    Take on a beauty not their own,
    20 lines, 6 comments
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