List of Walter de La Mare Quotes

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Walter De La Mare
Total Quotes 42
His brow is seamed with line and scar; his cheek is red and dark as wine; the fires as of a northern star beneath his cap of sable shine. his right hand, bared of leathern glove, hangs open like an iron gin, you stoop to see his pulses move, to hear the blood sweep out and in. he looks some king, so solitary in earnest thought he seems to stand, as if across a lonely sea he gazed impatient of the land. out of the noisy centuries the foolish and the fearful fade; yet burn unquenched these warrior eyes, time hath not dimmed, nor death dismayed.
Lonely Kings Stars
Oh, pity the poor glutton whose troubles all begin in struggling on and on to turn what's out into what's in.
Struggle Trouble Pity
Poor tired tim! it's sad for him he lags the long bright morning through, ever so tired of nothing to do.
Morning Tired Long
His are the quiet steeps of dreamland, the waters of no-more-pain; his ram's bell rings 'neath an arch of stars, "rest, rest, and rest again.
Stars Pain Water
Dobbin at manger pulls his hay: gone is another summer's day.
Summer Hay Gone
But beauty vanishes; beauty passes; however rare rare it be; and when i crumble, who will remember this lady of the west country?
Country West Remember
The sandy cat by the farmer's chair mews at his knee for dainty fare; old rover in his moss-greened house mumbles a bone, and barks at a mouse. in the dewy fields the cattle lie chewing the cud 'neath a fading sky; dobbin at manger pulls his hay: gone is another summer's day.
Summer Lying Cat
A face peered. all the grey night in chaos of vacancy shone; nought but vast sorrow was there the sweet cheat gone.
Sweet Night Sorrow
Tell them i came, and no one answered, that i kept my word," he said. never the least stir made the listeners, though every word he spake fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house from the one man left awake: ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, and the sound of iron on stone, and how the silence surged softly backward, when the plunging hoofs were gone.
Men Iron Feet
A harvest mouse goes scampering by, with silver claws and silver eye; and moveless fish in the water gleam, by silver reeds in a silver stream.
Eye Water Gleam
Do diddle di do, poor jim jay got stuck fast in yesterday.
Yesterday Poor Stuck
We wake and whisper awhile, but, the day gone by, silence and sleep like fields of amaranth lie.
Lying Sleep Days Gone By
  • Born: April 25, 1873
  • Died: June 22, 1956
  • Occupation: Poet
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