Walter de la Mare

(1873 - 1958 / Kent / England)

Walter de la Mare Poems

41. The Corner Stone 3/30/2010
42. The Children Of Stare 3/30/2010
43. The Birthnight 12/3/2014
44. Tartary 1/1/2004
45. Suppose 3/30/2010
46. Sunk Lyonesse 1/3/2003
47. Sotto Voce 3/30/2010
48. Some One 1/1/2004
49. Snow 1/3/2003
50. Sleep 3/30/2010
51. Silver 1/3/2003
52. Sephina 3/30/2010
53. Puss 1/8/2015
54. One Moment Take Thy Rest 3/30/2010
55. Old Susan 1/3/2003
56. Off The Ground 1/3/2003
57. November 1/3/2003
58. Nod 3/30/2010
59. Nicholas Nye 1/3/2003
60. Napoleon 1/3/2003
61. Music 1/3/2003
62. Mulla-Mulgars' Journey Song 3/30/2010
63. Mr Nobody 3/30/2010
64. Moonlight 3/30/2010
65. Mistletoe 3/30/2010
66. Miss T 3/30/2010
67. Miss Loo 1/3/2003
68. Melmillo 1/3/2003
69. Martha 1/3/2003
70. John Mouldy 3/30/2010
71. I Can'T Abear 3/30/2010
72. How Sleep The Brave 1/3/2003
73. Hi! 3/30/2010
74. Good-Bye 1/3/2003
75. Gloria Mundi 3/30/2010
76. Ghost 3/30/2010
77. Fare Well 1/3/2003
78. Comfort 3/30/2010
79. Brueghel's Winter 3/30/2010
80. Bones 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Walter de la Mare

The Listeners

"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass
Of the forest's ferny floor;
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller's head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
"Is there anybody there?" he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of ...

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Some One

Some one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Someone came knocking;
I'm sure-sure-sure;
I listened, I opened,
I looked to left and right,
But nought there was a stirring
In the still dark night;
Only the busy beetle

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