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Noli Me Tangere

by D. H. Lawrence

0.7121 − 0.3053i

Drawing the boundary…

Róisín Dubh

by Nora Hopper Chesson

0.7966 − 0.3381i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Noli Me Tangere

by D. H. Lawrence

Noli me tangere, touch me not!
O you creatures of mind, don't touch me!
O you with mental fingers, O never put your hand on me!
O you with mental bodies, stay a little distance from me!

And let us, if you will, talk and mingle
in mental contact, gay and sad.
But only that.
O don't confuse
the body into it, let us stay apart.

Great is my need to be chaste
and apart, in this cerebral age.
Great is my need to be untouched,
untouched.
Noli me tangere!

Róisín Dubh

by Nora Hopper Chesson

Everyone knows that a rose will fade, 
(Sure I knew, too!) 
So why would I be a whit dismayed 
When you died, Róisín Dubh? 
For a day and a night and a morrow 
The bloom of you — 
Then death: and what use of sorrow 
For a rose, Róisín Dubh? 

Yet, little black rose, so dear you were, 
So sweet you grew, 
And your stem is sad now you are not there, 
And your leaves, Róisín Dubh! 
O little black rose, my soul I'd give, 
(My body, too!) 
For a day, for an hour, that you might live 
On your bush, Róisín Dubh! 

Sweet, sweet, till the world was glad for you, 
And kinder, too — 
Now your bush and your world are sad for you, 
Róisín Dubh! 

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