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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FUTILITY, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Sink, thou strange heart, unto thy rest
Last Line: We love not, nor believe.
Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter
First Line: Sink, thou strange heart, unto thy rest
Last Line: We love not, nor believe.
Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter
Sink, thou strange heart, unto thy rest.
Pine now no more, to pine in vain.
Doth not the moon on heaven's breast
Call the floods home again?
Doth not the summer faint at last?
Do not her restless rivers flow
When that her transient day is past
To hide them in ice and snow?
All this -- thy world -- an end shall make
Planet to sun return again;
The universe, to sleep from wake,
In a last peace remain.
Alas, the futility of care
That, spinning thought to thought, doth weave
An idle argument on the air
We love not, nor believe.
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