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Poem by Walter John De la Mare
Night
All from the light of the sweet moon
Tired men lie now abed;
Actionless, full of visions, soon
Vanishing, soon sped.
The starry night aflock with beams
Of crystal light scarce stirs:
Only its birds—the cocks, the streams,
Call 'neath heaven's wanderers.
All silent; all hearts still;
Love, cunning, fire fallen low:
When faint morn straying on the hill
Sighs, and his soft airs flow.
Walter John De la Mare
Poem Theme: Night
Walter John De la Mare's other poems:- The Death-Dream
- Vain Finding
- Napoleon
- The Universe
- Keep Innocency
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Anne Brontë Night ("I love the silent hour of night") William Morris Night ("I am Night: I bring again") George Russell Night ("HEART-HIDDEN from the outer things I rose") Thomas Aird Night ("From sleepless work, and a ne'er-setting sun") Henry Longfellow Night ("Into the darkness and the hush of night") Charles Heavysege Night ("'Tis solemn darkness; the sublime of shade") James Thomson Night ("HE cried out through the night") Lucy Montgomery Night ("A pale enchanted moon is sinking low") Sidney Lanier Night ("Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day") William Browne Night ("Now great Hyperion left his golden throne") Ella Wilcox Night ("As some dusk mother shields from all alarms") Jones Very Night ("I thank thee, Father, that the night is near") Epes Sargent Night ("But, oh! the night—the cool, luxurious night") Ann Radcliffe Night ("Now Ev'ning fades! her pensive step retires") Charles Williams Night ("Through His first darkness here He sleeps at ease")
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