by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956)

The Song of 'Finis'
Language: English 
At the edge of All the Ages
   A Knight sate on his steed,
His armour red and thin with rust,
   His soul from sorrow freed;
And he lifted up his visor
   From a face of skin and bone,
And his horse turned head and whinnied
   As the twain stood there alone.

No bird above that steep of time
   Sang of a livelong quest;
No wind breathed,
‘Lone for an end!’ cried Knight to steed,
   Loosed an eager rein--
Charged with his challenge into Space:
   And quiet did quiet remain.

Confirmed with Peacock Pie. A Book of Rhymes by Walter de la Mare, London: Constable & Co. Ltd., [1920], page 178.


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This text was added to the website: 2014-03-25
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