Quote #11
Bang! Now the animal Is dead and dumb and done. Nevermore to peep again, creep again, leap again, Eat or sleep or drink again, oh, what fun!
More from Walter de la Mare
- Three jolly huntsmen, In coats of red, Rode their horses Up to bed.
- Wonderful lovely there she sat, Singing the night away, All in the solitudinous sea Of that there lonely bay.
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- For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote, forlorn.
- Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay Got stuck fast In Yesterday.
- Some one came knocking At my wee, small door; Some one came knocking, I'm sure-sure-sure.
- A face peered. All the grey night In chaos of vacancy shone; Nought but vast sorrow was there- The sweet cheat gone.
- Softly along the road of evening, In a twilight dim with rose, Wrinkled with age, and drenched with dew Old Nod, the shepherd, goes.