Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE STRANGER (1), by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE



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First Line: In the woods as I did walk
Last Line: Of the words he said.
Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter


In the woods as I did walk,
Dappled with the moon's beam,
I did with a Stranger talk,
And his name was Dream.

Spurred his heel, dark his cloak,
Shady-wide his bonnet's brim;
His horse beneath a silvery oak
Grazed as I talked with him.

Softly his breast-brooch burned and shone;
Hill and deep were in his eyes;
One of his hands held mine, and one
The fruit that makes men wise.

Wondrously strange was earth to see,
Flowers white as milk did gleam;
Spread to Heaven the Assyrian Tree,
Over my head with Dream.

Dews were still betwixt us twain;
Stars a trembling beauty shed;
Yet, not a whisper comes again
Of the words he said.





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