Poems by Walter de la Mare
Ghost
... I from the roots of the dark thorn am hither, ...
Gloria Mundi
... Its blue wing-stumps stretched helpless on the ground ...
The Children of Stare
... Their laughter rings like timbrels ...
I can't abear
... But oh, the sawdust butchers shop ...
The Scarecrow
... But when that child called Spring, and all ...
The Ship Of Rio
... There weren't one pair of reach-me-downs ...
Suppose
... There'd be snow on the fields then, and all these sweet flowers in the winter ...
The Seas of England
... To all earths ships that sailing heave in sight! ...
The Corner Stone
... In these least crannies, where falls ...
Mistletoe
... No footsteps came, no voice, but only, ...
Moonlight
... Lending curved cheeks, dark lips, dark eyes, ...
Miss T
... Mince, muffins and mutton, ...
John Mouldy
... The dusk was still, with dew a-falling, ...
"One moment take thy rest"
... A breath-time's mute delight ...
Mr Nobody
... that squeaking door will always squeak, ...
