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As soon as they're out of your sight, you are out of their mind.

Walter de La Mare

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Walter de La Mare
Age: 83 †
Born: 1873
Born: April 25
Died: 1956
Died: June 22
Novelist
Poet
Prosaist
Writer
Charlton
London
Walter Ramal
Walter John de la Mare
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Mind

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Dobbin at manger pulls his hay: Gone is another summer's day.
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A lost but happy dream may shed its light upon our waking hours, and the whole day may be infected with the gloom of a dreary or sorrowful one yet of neither may we be able to recover a trace.
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So, blind to Someone I must be.
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God has mercifully ordered that the human brain works slowly first the blow, hours afterwards the bruise.
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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.
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When I lie where shades of darkness Shall no more assail mine eyes.
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But beauty vanishes beauty passes However rare rare it be And when I crumble, who will remember This lady of the West Country?
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We wake and whisper awhile, But, the day gone by, Silence and sleep like fields Of amaranth lie.
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Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay Got stuck fast In Yesterday.
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His are the quiet steeps of dreamland, The waters of no-more-pain His ram's bell rings 'neath an arch of stars, Rest, rest, and rest again.
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A face peered. All the grey night In chaos of vacancy shone Nought but vast Sorrow was there The sweet cheat gone.
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What is the world, O soldiers? It is I, I, this incessant snow, This northern sky.
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Hi! handsome hunting man Fire your little gun. 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!
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Poor tired Tim! It's sad for him He lags the long bright morning through, Ever so tired of nothing to do.
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Without imagination of the one kind or of the other, mortal existence is indeed a dreary and prosaic business... Illumined by the imagination, our life, whatever its defeats - is a never-ending unforeseen strangeness and adventure and mystery.
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Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers.
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Very old are the woods And the buds that break Out of the brier's boughs, When March winds wake, So old with their beauty are-- Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose.
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The only catalogue of this world's goods that really counts is that which we keep in the silence of the mind.
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An hour's terror is better than a lifetime of timidity.
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What lovely things Thy hand hath made.
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