Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT THE KEYHOLE, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Grill me some bones,' said the cobbler Last Line: Grill me some bones!' Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter | ||||||||
'Grill me some bones,' said the Cobbler, 'Some bones, my pretty Sue; I'm tired of my lonesome with heels and soles, Springsides and uppers too; A mouse in the wainscot is nibbling; A wind in the keyhole drones; And a sheet webbed over my candle, Susie, -- Grill me some bones! 'Grill me some bones,' said the Cobbler, 'I sat at my tic-tac-to; And a footstep came to my door and stopped, And a hand groped to and fro; And I peered up over my boot and last; And my feet went cold as stones: -- I saw an eye at the keyhole, Susie! -- Grill me some bones!' | 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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