Poems by Walter de la Mare
The Empty House
... Once, once the cricket shrills, ...
Winter Dusk
... The children watched their mother's eyes ...
"As I was walking"
... Through dim labyrinths clear, ...
Tit for Tat
... While every small creature screamed shrill to Dame Nature ...
Brueghel's Winter
... and lo, Muffled, mute--beneath naked trees ...
Sotto Voce
... And Night's vague hours are sweet and long, ...
The Titmouse
... Plume will his wing in the dappling light, ...
The Old Men
... Heart cries unto heart, 'Thou art old!' ...
The Linnet
... And mounded gold-wreathed furze, ...
Mulla-Mulgars' Journey Song
... In valleys 'neath unmelting snows - ...
The Tryst
... Or, 'twixt the sleep and wake of Helen's dream, ...
The Moth
... Out into glooming and secret haunts ...
All But Blind
... All but blind In his chambered hole, ...
The Market-Place
... Strange looms the earth in twilight of the West, ...
The Sunken Garden
... 'Mid its gloomed and daisied sward, ...
