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Short poem

David Herbert Lawrence (1885-1930)

Gloire de Dijon

              1When she rises in the morning
              2I linger to watch her;
              3She spreads the bath-cloth underneath the window
              4And the sunbeams catch her
              5Glistening white on the shoulders,
              6While down her sides the mellow
              7Golden shadow glows as
              8She stoops to the sponge, and her swung breasts
              9Sway like full-blown yellow
            10Gloire de Dijon roses.

            11She drips herself with water, and her shoulders
            12Glisten as silver, they crumple up
            13Like wet and falling roses, and I listen
            14For the sluicing of their rain-dishevelled petals.
            15In the window full of sunlight
            16Concentrates her golden shadow
            17Fold on fold, until it glows as
            18Mellow as the glory roses.



1] Title: "glory of Dijon" (from the name of a town in France where it was developed in 1853), a yellow hybrid tea rose (OED, which cites another use by Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's Lover [1928]).
Gilbert suggests that Lawrence writes this poem about Frieda his beloved (102).

Online text copyright © 2005, Ian Lancashire for the Department of English, University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: D. H. Lawrence, Look! We Have Come Through! (London: Chatto and Windus, 1917): 56. PR 6023 A93 L6 Robarts Library. Roberts A10.
First publication date: January 1914
Publication date note: Poetry (Jan. 1914)
RPO poem editor: Ian Lancashire
RP edition: RPO 2000.
Recent editing: 4:2001/12/28*1:2005/2/27

Composition date: June 1912 - August 1912
Composition date note: See Kinkead-Weekes, 741, 768, n. 60
Rhyme: abcbdefgef dhijkcff

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