Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MYSELF, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE



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First Line: There is a garden, grey
Last Line: Myself with me.
Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter


There is a garden, grey
With mists of autumntide;
Under the giant boughs,
Stretched green on every side,

Along the lonely paths,
A little child like me,
With face, with hands, like mine,
Plays ever silently;

On, on, quite silently,
When I am there alone,
Turns not his head; lifts not his eyes;
Heeds not as he plays on.

After the birds are flown
From singing in the trees,
When all is grey, all silent,
Voices, and winds, and bees;

And I am there alone:
Forlornly, silently,
Plays in the evening garden
Myself with me.





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