Music Poem by Walter de la Mare


Rating: 3.4

When music sounds, gone is the earth I know,
And all her lovely things even lovelier grow;
Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.

When music sounds, out of the water rise
Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes,
Rapt in strange dreams burns each enchanted face,
With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place.

When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
And from Time's woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.

Brian Jani 19 June 2014

You depicted the feelings that music comes with perfectly in this poem (when music sounds gone is the earth i know)

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Rajesh Thankappan 28 February 2015

Music colours our world with its harmony and as the poet says the earth looks lovelier.

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There are lot of positiveness of music and a lovely poem.

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Purushothaman P 03 August 2015

Second ur motion

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Edward Kofi Louis 25 February 2015

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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Isabel mcquitty 02 June 2020

This poem was new to me and my granddaughter and we both loved it

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Castellenas John 22 March 2019

A world without music. A quiet and lonely road. A amazing and wonderful poem.

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Simran sharma 26 May 2018

Heart touching

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Unanimous 23 January 2018

My heart just sunk

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Daniel Jones 24 February 2017

What a beautifully written ode to music, Thank you

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