Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UNFORGOTTEN, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When my heart wearies, and to rest are gone Last Line: Words whereof death steals not the breath away. Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter | ||||||||
When my heart wearies, and to rest are gone The friends I loved in youth and leaned upon -- One after one, the faces bright life gave Into the soundless nothing of the grave; When only mothlike through my mind do flit Age-shadowed memories to solace it: Ev'n then, ev'n then, I think thine eyes will be As dark, as tender, and as dear to me. When my hand trembles, and no task remains But needs more cunning than its palm contains; When every step I take but echoes, 'Lo! How lightly and gladly did we long-since go!' Ay, when my head upon an arching spine Nods in the glass unto a face scarce mine: -- Despite all these hard things, one dear shall be Haunting my helplessness -- the ghost of thee. By feeble candle-light to rest I'll get And in gray dreams walk where the violet Blows sweet -- where once a foolish boy grew hot Lest thou, O dear and far, didst love him not: I shall not know, in dream, what age hath done, But turn to kiss a cheek for ever gone: And I, perchance, shall take thy hand and say Words whereof Death steals not the breath away. | 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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