Quotation by D.H. Lawrence

God, I am caught in a snare!
I know not what fine wire is round my throat;
I only know I let him finger there
My pulse of life, and let him nose like a stoat
Who sniffs with joy before he drinks the blood.
D.H. (David Herbert) Lawrence (1885–1930), British poet. Love on the Farm (l. 59–63). . .

The Complete Poems [D. H. Lawrence]. Vivian de Sola Pinto and Warren Roberts, eds. (1993) Penguin Books.
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