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Walter de la Mare Quotes (1873-1956)
Writer, Poet, Novelist
About Walter de la Mare
Walter John de la Mare, OM, CH (April 25, 1873 β June 22, 1956) was an English poet, short story writer, and novelist. Many of his poems and stories were for children, though he believed that there is no such thing as a good poem for children, only a good poem that children can understand.
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βSo, blind to Someone
I must be.β
I must be.β
ββA bumpity ride in a wagon of hayββ
βWhat lovely things
Thy hand hath made.β
Thy hand hath made.β
βDobbin at manger pulls his hay:
Gone is another summerβs day.β
Gone is another summerβs day.β
βSlowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon.β
Walks the night in her silver shoon.β
βOh, no man knows
Through what wild centuries
Roves back the rose.β
Through what wild centuries
Roves back the rose.β
β"Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word," he said.β
That I kept my word," he said.β
βThree jolly huntsmen,
In coats of red,
Rode their horses
Up to bed.β
In coats of red,
Rode their horses
Up to bed.β
βOld Rover in his moss-greened house
Mumbles a bone, and barks at a mouse.β
Mumbles a bone, and barks at a mouse.β
βAll but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed Mole.β
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed Mole.β
ββWhat is the world, O soldiers?
It is I,
I, this incessant snow,
This northern sky.β
It is I,
I, this incessant snow,
This northern sky.β
βSome one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Some one came knocking,
Iβm sureβsureβsure.β
At my wee, small door;
Some one came knocking,
Iβm sureβsureβsure.β
βWe wake and whisper awhile,
But, the day gone by,
Silence and sleep like fields
Of amaranth lie.β
But, the day gone by,
Silence and sleep like fields
Of amaranth lie.β
βIt's a very odd thing&mdas;
As odd as can be—
That whatever Miss T. eats
Turns into Miss T.β
As odd as can be—
That whatever Miss T. eats
Turns into Miss T.β
βWonderful lovely there she sat,
Singing the night away,
All in the solitudinous sea
Of that there lonely bay.β
Singing the night away,
All in the solitudinous sea
Of that there lonely bay.β
βA face peered. All the grey night
In chaos of vacancy shone;
Nought but vast sorrow was there—
The sweet cheat gone.β
In chaos of vacancy shone;
Nought but vast sorrow was there—
The sweet cheat gone.β
βFor beauty with sorrow
Is a burden hard to be borne:
The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there;
That music, remote, forlorn.β
Is a burden hard to be borne:
The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there;
That music, remote, forlorn.β
βHere lies a most beautiful lady,
Light of step and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever was in the West Country.β
Light of step and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever was in the West Country.β
βBang! Now the animal
Is dead and dumb and done.
Nevermore to peep again, creep again, leap again,
Eat or sleep or drink again, oh, what fun!β
Is dead and dumb and done.
Nevermore to peep again, creep again, leap again,
Eat or sleep or drink again, oh, what fun!β
ββBunches of grapes,β says Timothy;
βPomegranates pink,β says Elaine;
βA junket of cream and a cranberry tart
For me,β says Jane.β
βPomegranates pink,β says Elaine;
βA junket of cream and a cranberry tart
For me,β says Jane.β
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Walter de la Mare on Mice
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Walter de la Mare on Experience
βExperience seems to be like the shining of a bright lantern. It suddenly makes clear in the mind what was already there perhaps, but dim.β
Walter de la Mare on Winter
β Clouded with snow The bleak winds blow, And shrill on leafless bough The robin with its burning breast Alone sings now.β
Walter de la Mare on Stars
βWide are the meadows of night And daisies are shining there, Tossing their lovely dews, Lustrous and fair; And through these sweet fields go, Wanderers amid the starsβ Venus, Mercury, Uranus, Neptune, Saturn, Jupiter, Mars.β
Walter de la Mare on Imagination
βWithout imagination of the one kind or the other, mortal existence is indeed a dreary and prosaic business. . . . Illumined by the imagination, our life - whatever its defeats and despairs - is a never-ending, unforeseen strangeness and adventure and mystery.β
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Walter de la Mare on Women
βHere lies a most beautiful lady, Light of step and heart was she: I think she was the most beautiful lady That ever was in the West Country. But beauty vanishes, beauty passes, However rare, rare it be; And when I crumble who shall remember That lady of the West Country?β
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βThe delicate, invisible web you wove The inexplicable mystery of sound.β
About Walter de la Mare
Walter John de la Mare, OM, CH (April 25, 1873 β June 22, 1956) was an English poet, short story writer, and novelist. Many of his poems and stories were for children, though he believed that there is no such thing as a good poem for children, only a good poem that children can understand.