Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers and sees Silver fruit upon silver trees; One by one the casements catch Her beams beneath the silvery thatch; Couched in his kennel, like a log, With paws of silver sleeps the dog; [From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep]1 A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws, and silver eye; And moveless fish in the water gleam, By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Four Poems of Walter de la Mare
Song Cycle by Walter Joseph Buczynski (b. 1933)
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Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Silver", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 7. Earth and Air, no. 4, first published 1913
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?. A portrait of a warrior [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
His brow is seamed with line and scar; His cheek is red and dark as wine; The fires as of a Northern star Beneath his cap of sable shine. His right hand, bared of leathern glove, Hangs open like an iron gin, You stoop to see his pulses move, To hear the blood sweep out and in. He looks some king, so solitary In earnest thought he seems to stand, As if across a lonely sea He gazed impatient of the land. Out of the noisy centuries The foolish and the fearful fade; Yet burn unquenched these warrior eyes, Time hath not dimmed, nor death dismayed.
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "The portrait of a warrior", appears in Songs of Childhood, first published 1902, rev. 1916
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Be gentle, O hands of a child; Be true: like a shadowy sea In the starry darkness of night Are your eyes to me. But words are shallow, and soon Dreams fade that the heart once knew; And youth fades out in the mind, In the dark eyes too. What can a tired heart say, Which the wise of the world have made dumb? Save to the lonely dreams of a child, "Return again, come!"
Text Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Dreams", appears in The Listeners and Other Poems, first published 1912
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When to the inward darkness of my mind I bid your face come, not one hue replies Of that curved cheek, no, nor the faint-tinged rose Of lips, nor smile between the mouth and eyes: Only the eyes themselves, past telling, seem To break in beauty in the twilight there, And out of solitude your very ghost Steals through the scarce-seen shadow of your hair.
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- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Twilight", appears in The Fleeting and Other Poems, first published 1933
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