Versos English D. H. Lawrence V

English poem

V

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AND think, there will something come forth from us. We two, folded so small together, There will something come forth from us. Children, acts, utterance Perhaps only happiness.

Perhaps only happiness will come forth from us. Old sorrow, and new happiness. Only that one newness.

But that is all I want. And I am sure of that. We are sure of that.