Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SUNKEN GARDEN, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Speak not - whisper not Last Line: That one little leaden lad. Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
Speak not -- whisper not; Here bloweth thyme and bergamot; Softly on the evening hour, Secret herbs their spices shower. Dark-spiked rosemary and myrrh, Lean-stalked purple lavender; Hides within her bosom, too, All her sorrows, bitter rue. Breathe not -- trespass not; Of this green and darkling spot, Latticed from the moon's beams, Perchance a distant dreamer dreams; Perchance upon its darkening air, The unseen ghosts of children fare, Faintly swinging, sway and sweep, Like lovely sea-flowers in the deep; While, unmoved, to watch and ward, Amid its gloomed and daisied sward, Stands with bowed and dewy head That one little leaden Lad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD ALL THAT'S PAST by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |
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