Poems by Walter de la Mare
The Listeners
... Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house ...
The Mocking Fairy
... Gill?' Quoth the Fairy brightly glancing in the garden ...
The Remonstrance
... Hide deep in dust! This only I say: Though cold and bare, ...
The Scribe
... Stirs -- and hastes on! Though I should sit ...
The Sleeper
... so fair Her forehead -- every trouble was ...
The Song of Finis
... Rest: "Lone for an end!" cried Knight to steed, ...
The Song Of Shadows
... Come, and go.Sweep softly thy strings, Musician, ...
The Spirit of Air
... and words Tell but a tithe of the tale ...
The Widow
... Where, far from the world's light, she may ...
Tom's Little Dog
... A snap of teeth, a crunch, a munch, ...
Wanderers
... Fair are the blossoming meads of delight ...
When the Rose is Faded
... Dark with no sorrow, shines ...
Why?
... Ever, ever Stir and shiver ...
Winter
... On fields in leagues of beauty spread ...
Nod
... His ram's bell rings 'neath an arch of stars, ...
