POETS NOOK.
Walter de la Mare may be called a "painter of pictures," although he uses words instead of a brash. Just as an artist seeks to capture a scene, he creates for us pictures full of colour and enchantment. Not everybody can use their imagination to such effect, as that found in the dainty childhood verses printed below:— THE BUCKLE. I had a silver buckle, I sewed it on my shoe, And 'neath a sprig of mistletoe, I danced the evening through. I had a bunch of cowslips, 1 hid them in a grot, In case the elves should come by night. And me remember not. I had a yellow riband, I tied it in my hair, That, walking in the garden. The birds might see it there. I had a secret laughter, I laughed it near the wall; Only the ivy and the wind, Alay tell of it at all.
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Auckland Star, Volume LXX, Issue 23, 28 January 1939, Page 3 (Supplement)
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152POETS NOOK. Auckland Star, Volume LXX, Issue 23, 28 January 1939, Page 3 (Supplement)
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