Walter de la Mare

(1873 - 1958 / Kent / England)

Song of the Mad Prince - Poem by Walter de la Mare

Who said, "Peacock Pie"?
The old King to the sparrow:
Who said, "Crops are ripe"?
Rust to the harrow:
Who said, "Where sleeps she now?
Where rests she now her head,
Bathed in eve's loveliness"? —
That's what I said.

Who said, "Ay, mum's the word"?
Sexton to willow:
Who said, "Green dusk for dreams,
Moss for a pillow"?

Who said, "All Time's delight
Hath she for narrow bed;
Life's troubled bubble broken"? —
That's what I said.

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  • (11/13/2015 11:13:00 AM)

    Life's troubled bubble broken
    Very thoughtful expression. The rhyme is fantastic and reading the poem is a great amusement. Thanks for sharing the poem of a great poet. Ten + points.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 13, 2015

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