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Alas
Walter de la Mare
One moment take thy rest.
Out of mere nought in space
Beauty moved human breast
To tell in this far face
A dream in noonday seen,
Never to fade or pass;
A breath-time’s mute delight;
A joy in flight:
The aught desire doth mean
Sighing, Alas!
About this poem
“Alas” was published in the magazine The Owl in Oct. 1919.
About Walter de la Mare
Walter de la Mare was born on April 25, 1873, in London, England. His collections include “The Listeners” (Constable & Company, 1912) and “The Veil and Other Poems” (Constable & Company, 1921). He died on June 22, 1956.
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