Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY MOTHER, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thine is my all, how little when 'tis told Last Line: Twixt thee and me! Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter Variant Title(s): Envoy: To My Mother Subject(s): Mothers | ||||||||
Thine is my all, how little when 'tis told Beside thy gold! Thine the first peace, and mine the livelong strife; Thine the clear dawn, and mine the night of life; Thine the unstained belief, Darkened in grief. Scarce even a flower but thine its beauty and name, Dimmed, yet the same; Never in twilight comes the moon to me, Stealing thro' those far woods, but tells of thee, Falls, dear, on my wild heart, And takes thy part. Thou art the child, and I -- how steeped in age! A blotted page From that clear, little book life's taken away: How could I read it, dear, so dark the day? Be it all memory 'Twixt thee and me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE ALL THAT'S PAST by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |
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