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Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay Got stuck fast In Yesterday.

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
Yesterday
Stuck
Fast
Poor

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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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The sandy cat by the Farmer's chair Mews at his knee for dainty fare Old Rover in his moss-greened house Mumbles a bone, and barks at a mouse. In the dewy fields the cattle lie Chewing the cud 'neath a fading sky Dobbin at manger pulls his hay: Gone is another summer's day.
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Oh, pity the poor glutton Whose troubles all begin In struggling on and on to turn What's out into what's in.
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Once a man strays out of the common herd, he's more likely to meet wolves in the thickets than angels.
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What is the world, O soldiers? It is I, I, this incessant snow, This northern sky.
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He got out of bed and peeped through the blinds. To the east and opposite to him gardens and an apple-orchard lay, and there in strange liquid tranquility hung the morning star, and rose, rilling into the dusk of night the first grey of dawn. The street beneath its autumn leaves was vacant, charmed, deserted.
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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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An hour's terror is better than a lifetime of timidity.
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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 a haunting, inescapable riddle life was.
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So, blind to Someone I must be.
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Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon.
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All day long the door of the sub-conscious remains just ajar we slip through to the other side, and return again, as easily and secretly as a cat.
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All but blind In his chambered hole Gropes for worms The four-clawed Mole.
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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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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.
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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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What lovely things Thy hand hath made.
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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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Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose.
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