| D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). Amores. 1916. |
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| 42. Submergence |
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| WHEN along the pavement, | |
| Palpitating flames of life, | |
| People flicker round me, | |
| I forget my bereavement, | |
| The gap in the great constellation, | 5 |
| The place where a star used to be. | |
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| Nay, though the pole-star | |
| Is blown out like a candle, | |
| And all the heavens are wandering in disarray, | |
| Yet when pleiads of people are | 10 |
| Deployed around me, and I see | |
| The street’s long outstretched Milky Way, | |
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| When people flicker down the pavement, | |
| I forget my bereavement. | |
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