Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SUICIDE, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Did these night-hung houses Last Line: Cold is this breast.' Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter | ||||||||
Did these night-hung houses, Of quiet, starlit stone, Breathe not a whisper -- 'Stay, Thou unhappy one; Whither so secret away?' Sighed not the unfriending wind, Chill with nocturnal dew, 'Pause, pause, in thy haste, O thou distraught! I too Tryst with the Atlantic waste.' Steep fell the drowsy street; In slumber the world was blind: Breathed not one midnight flower Peace in thy broken mind? -- 'Brief, yet sweet, is life's hour.' Syllabled thy last tide -- By as dark moon stirred, And doomed to forlorn unrest -- Not one compassionate word?. . . 'Cold is this breast.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALONE (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE AN EPITAPH by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ARABIA by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE BUNCHES OF GRAPES by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ECHO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ENGLAND (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE FARE WELL by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE FIVE EYES by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE JOHN MOULDY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE MOTLEY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |
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