Aemilia Lanyer Poems

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Aemilia Lanyer
Emilia Lanier, also spelled Aemilia Lanyer, (1569-1645) was the first Englishwoman to assert herself as a professional poet through her single volume of poems, Salve Deus Rex Judaeorum (1611). Born Aemilia Bassano and part of the Lanier family tree, she was a member of the minor gentry through her father's appointment as a royal musician, and was apparently educated in the household by Susan Bertie, the dowager Countess of Kent. She was for several years the mistress of Henry Carey, 1st Baron Hunsdon, first cousin of Elizabeth I of England. She was married to court musician Alfonso Lanier in 1592 when she became pregnant, and the marriage was reportedly unhappy.

good husbands make unhappy wives
 
 
Good husbands make unhappy wives
so do bad husbands, just as often;
but the unhappiness of... [read poem]
stand up! --
 
 
Stand up, but not for Jesus!
It's a little late for that.
Stand up for justice and a jolly... [read poem]
snake
 
 
A snake came to my water-trough
On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat,
To drink... [read poem]
the unknown citizen
 
 
(To JS/07/M/378 This Marble Monument Is Erected by the State)

He was found by the Bureau ... [read poem]
relativity
 
 
I like relativity and quantum theories
because I don't understand them
and they make me fe... [read poem]
people
 
 
The great gold apples of night
Hang from the street's long bough
Dripping their light... [read poem]
beautiful old age
 
 
It ought to be lovely to be old
to be full of the peace that comes of experience
and wrink... [read poem]
the bride
 
 
My love looks like a girl to-night,
But she is old.
The plaits that lie along her pill... [read poem]
the blue jay
 
 
The blue jay with a crest on his head
Comes round the cabin in the snow.
He runs in the sn... [read poem]
the ship of death
 
 
Now it is autumn and the falling fruit
and the long journey towards oblivion.

The a... [read poem]
the mosquito
 
 
When did you start your tricks
Monsieur?

What do you stand on such high legs for?... [read poem]
the more loving one
 
 
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But ... [read poem]
whales weep not!
 
 
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains
the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the m... [read poem]
self-pity
 
 
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough... [read poem]
piano
 
 
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I s... [read poem]
wages
 
 
The wages of work is cash.
The wages of cash is want more cash.
The wages of want more cas... [read poem]
night mail
 
 
This is the Night Mail crossing the border,
Bringing the cheque and the postal order,
Lett... [read poem]
lui et elle
 
 
She is large and matronly
And rather dirty,
A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity h... [read poem]
september 1, 1939
 
 
I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever h... [read poem]
doggerel by a senior citizen
 
 
Our earth in 1969
Is not the planet I call mine,
The world, I mean, that gives me strength... [read poem]
law like love
 
 
Law, say the gardeners, is the sun,
Law is the one
All gardeners obey
To-morrow, yest... [read poem]
miss gee
 
 
Let me tell you a little story
About Miss Edith Gee;
She lived in Clevedon Terrace
... [read poem]
tease
 
 
I will give you all my keys,
You shall be my châtelaine,
You shall enter as you... [read poem]
o where are you going?
 
 
"O where are you going?" said reader to rider,
"That valley is fatal when furnaces burn,
Y... [read poem]
miranda
 
 
My dear one is mine as mirrors are lonely,
As the poor and sad are real to the good king,
... [read poem]
cruelty and love / love on the farm
 
 
What large, dark hands are those at the window
Lifted, grasping the golden light
Which wea... [read poem]
red geranium and godly mignonette
 
 
Imagine that any mind ever thought a red geranium!
As if the redness of a red geranium c... [read poem]
swan
 
 
Far-off
at the core of space
at the quick
of time
beats
and goes still... [read poem]
the two
 
 
You are the town and we are the clock.
We are the guardians of the gate in the rock
The Tw... [read poem]
the revolutionary
 
 
Look at them standing there in authority
The pale-faces,
As if it could have any effect an... [read poem]

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