Silver – Walter de La Mere

Slowly, silently, now the moon
Slowly, Silently now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Crouched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep;
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.

Walter de la Mare

2 thoughts on “Silver – Walter de La Mere

  1. jgdittier

    I wonder who first recognized the connection between silvery and moon?
    “Silver” simply glows with its sibulence and alliterative thrust and its soothing sound.
    I must read more of Mr. de la Mere.

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