Walter de la Mare

(1873 - 1958 / Kent / England)

Walter de la Mare Poems

41. Alexander 1/3/2003
42. Sunk Lyonesse 1/3/2003
43. Hi! 3/30/2010
44. Unstooping 3/30/2010
45. The World Of Dream 8/2/2012
46. The Keys Of Morning 1/3/2003
47. The Strangers 3/30/2010
48. Puss 1/8/2015
49. Winter Dusk 1/3/2003
50. The Empty House 3/30/2010
51. Sleep 3/30/2010
52. The Huntsmen 1/3/2003
53. The Scribe 1/3/2003
54. The Song Of Shadows 1/3/2003
55. Winter 1/3/2003
56. The Birthnight 12/3/2014
57. Tom's Little Dog 1/3/2003
58. The Sleeper 1/3/2003
59. Moonlight 3/30/2010
60. John Mouldy 3/30/2010
61. Nod 3/30/2010
62. Wanderers 1/3/2003
63. The Night-Swans 3/2/2015
64. Why? 1/3/2003
65. Bones 1/3/2003
66. How Sleep The Brave 1/3/2003
67. Off The Ground 1/3/2003
68. Mistletoe 3/30/2010
69. Alone 1/3/2003
70. Ghost 3/30/2010
71. As I Was Walking 3/30/2010
72. Napoleon 1/3/2003
73. Fare Well 1/3/2003
74. AUTUMN (November) 1/3/2003
75. The Scarecrow 3/30/2010
76. The Mocking Fairy 1/3/2003
77. Good-Bye 1/3/2003
78. Miss T 3/30/2010
79. Arabia 1/3/2003
80. All That's Past 1/3/2003

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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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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;

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