Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CECIL, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ye little elves, who haunt sweet dells Last Line: And return to us no more. Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter | ||||||||
Ye little elves, who haunt sweet dells, Where flowers with the dew commune, I pray you hush the child, Cecil, With windlike song. O little elves, so white she lieth, Each eyelid gentler than the flow'r Of the bramble, and her fleecy hair Like smoke of gold. O little elves, her hands and feet The angels muse upon, and God Hath shut a glimpse of Paradise In each blue eye. O little elves, her tiny body Like a white flake of snow it is, Drooping upon the pale green hood Of the chill snowdrop. O little elves, with elderflower, And pimpernel, and the white hawthorn, Sprinkle the journey of her dreams: And, little elves, Call to her magically sweet, Lest of her very tenderness She do forsake this rough brown earth And return to us no more. | 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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