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1	1911-1935	Lawrence, D.H. Works. 1911 Lawrence, D.H. The white peacock. (London : Heinemann, 1911). Chap. 6 The men talked on the most peculiar subjects: there was a bitter discussion as to whether London is or is not a seaport—the matter was thrashed out with heat; then an embryo artist set the room ablaze by declaring there were only three colours, red, yellow, and blue, and the rest were not colours, they were mixtures: this amounted almost to atheism and one man asked the artist to dare to declare that his brown breeches were not a colour, which the artist did, and almost had to fight for it; next they came to strength, and George won a bet of five shillings, by lifting a piano; then they settled down, and talked sex, sotto voce, one man giving startling accounts of Japanese and Chinese prostitutes in Liverpool. Chap. 7 He was twenty-nine years old; had been a soldier in China for five years, was now farming his father's farm at Papplewick, where Emily was schoolmistress. He had been at home eighteen months. Chap. 9 The yellow shaded lamp shone softly over the table, where Christmas roses spread wide open among some dark-coloured leaves; where the china and silver and the coloured dishes shone delightfully. 1912 Lawrence, D.H. The trespasser. (London : Duckworth & Co., 1912). Chap. 1 On the mantlepiece were white lustres, and a small soapstone Buddha from China, grey, impassive, locked in his renunciation. Besides these, two tablets of translucent stone beautifully clouded with rose and blood, and carved with Chinese symbols; then a litter of mementoes, rock-crystals, and shells and scraps of seaweed. Chap. 19 It was dark and cumbered with views, cheap china ornaments, and toys. He asked for a telegraph form. 1913 Lawrence, D.H. Sons and lovers. (London : Duckworth & Co., 1913). Chap. 12 There was a lot of room at the oval table; the china of dark blue willow-pattern looked pretty on the glossy cloth. 1914 Lawrence, D.H. The Prussian officer and other stories. (London : W. Heinemann, 1914). The thorn in the flesh. She picked it up, and stood with the glittering china and silver before her, impassive, waiting for his reply. 1915 Lawrence, D.H. The rainbow. (New York, N.Y. : Viking, 1915). Chap. 11 He yielded her the child, that smelt of babies. But it had such blue, wide, china blue eyes, and it laughed so oddly, with such a taking grimace, Ursula loved it. Chap. 15 She was as bored by the Latin curiosities as she was by Chinese and Japanese curiosities in the antique shops. 1920 Lawrence, D.H. Women in love. (New York, N.Y. : Thomas Seltzer, 1920). Chap. 8 He had taken a Chinese drawing of geese from the boudoir, and was copying it, with much skill and vividness… One gets more of China, copying this picture, than reading all the books. 1921 Lawrence, D.H. Sea and Sardinia. (New York, N.Y. : Thomas Seltzer, 1921). Chap. 2 "Oh dear! Why it isn't as big as a china-closet. However will you get in!" cries the American girl. 1922 Lawrence, D.H. Aaron's rod. (London : Heinemann, 1922). Chap. 6 Jim was twisting in his chair, and looking like a Chinese dragon, diabolical. Chap. 9 I can't do with folk who teem by the billion, like the Chinese and Japs and orientals altogether. Chap. 18 And he cast it over in his mind. He wanted her--ha, didn't he! But the husband sat there, like a soap- stone Chinese monkey, greyish-green. 1922 Lawrence, D.H. England, my England. (New York, N.Y. : T. Seltzer, 1922). [Short stories geschrieben zwischen 1913-1921]. The blind man. The white cloth glistened and dropped its heavy, pointed lace corners almost to the carpet, the china was old and handsome, creamy-yellow, with a blotched pattern of harsh red and deep blue, the cups large and bell-shaped, the teapot gallant. 1922 Lawrence, D.H. Fantasia of the unconscious. (New York, N.Y. : Thomas Seltzer, 1922). Foreword And some degenerated naturally into cave men, neolithic and paleolithic creatures, and some retained their marvelous innate beauty and life-perfection, as the South Sea Islanders, and some wandered savage in Africa, and some, like Druids or Etruscans or Chaldeans or Amerindians or Chinese, refused to forget, but taught the old wisdom, only in its half-forgotten, symbolic forms. More or less forgotten, as knowledge: remembered as ritual, gesture, and myth-story… Just as mathematics and mechanics and physics are defined and expounded in the same way in the universities of China or Bolivia or London or Moscow to-day, so, it seems to me, in the great world previous to ours a great science and cosmology were taught esoterically in all countries of the globe, Asia, Polynesia, America, Atlantis and Europe… 1923 Lawrence, D.H. Bat. In : Lawrence, D.H. Birds, beasts and flowers : poems. (London : Martin Secker, 1923). In China the bat is symbol for happiness. Not for me! 1923 Lawrence, D.H. Bibbles : a poem. In : Lawrence, D.H. Birds, beasts and flowers : poems. (London : Martin Secker, 1923). All your wrinkled miserere Chinese black little face beaming And your black little body bouncing and wriggling… Yet you're so nice, So quick, like a little black dragon… And turning the day suddenly into a black tornado of joie de vivre, Chinese dragon… Left in the dust behind like a dust-ball tearing along Coming up on fierce little legs, tearing fast to catch up, A real little dust-pig, ears almost blown away, And black eyes bulging bright in a dust-mask Chinese-dragon-wrinkled, with a pink mouth grinning, Under jaw shoved out And white teeth showing in your dragon-grin as you race, You split-face, Like a trundling projectile swiftly whirling up… 1928 Lawrence, D.H. Lady Chatterley's lover. (Firenze : Tipografia Giuntina, 1928). Chap. 10 "Yes, I'm glad I went, and such a quaint dear cheeky baby, Clifford," said Connie. "It's got hair just like spider-webs, and bright orange, and the oddest, cheekiest, pale-blue china eyes. 1935 Lawrence, D.H. The spirit of place. (London : W. Heinemann, 1935). http://xroads.virginia.edu/~hyper/lawrence/dhlch01.htm. Every continent has its own great spirit of place. Every people is polarized in some particular locality, which is home, the homeland. Different places on the face of the earth have different vital effluence, different vibration, different chemical exhalation, different polarity with different stars : call it what you like. But the spirit of place is a great reality. The Nile valley produces not only the corn, but the terrific religions of Egypt. China produces the Chinese, and will go on doing so. The Chinese in San Francisco will in time cease to be Chinese, for America is a great melting pot.	Person: Lawrence, D.H.