Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ENGLAND (2), by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: No lovelier hills than thine have laid Last Line: And thine my darkness be. Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter Subject(s): England; English | ||||||||
No lovelier hills than thine have laid My tired thoughts to rest: No peace of lovelier valleys made Like peace within my breast. Thine are the woods whereto my soul, Out of the noontide beam, Flees for a refuge green and cool And tranquil as a dream. Thy breaking seas like trumpets peal; Thy clouds -- how oft have I Watched their bright towers of silence steal Into infinity! My heart within me faints to roam In thought even far from thee: Thine be the grave whereto I come, And thine my darkness be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE GHOSTS IN ENGLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS STAYING UP FOR ENGLAND by LIAM RECTOR STONE AND FLOWER by KENNETH REXROTH THE HANGED MAN by KENNETH REXROTH ENGLISH TRAIN COMPARTMENT by JOHN UPDIKE ALL THAT'S PAST by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |
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