Rhyme Time

Rhyme Time: For Better and For Verse

The Universe

I heard a little child beneath the stars

Talk as he ran along

To some sweet riddle in his mind that seemed

A-tiptoe into song

In his dark eyes lay a wild universe, –

Wild forests, peaks, and crests;

Angels and fairies, giants, wolves and he

Were that world’s only guests.

Elsewhere was home and mother, his warm bed: –

Now, only God alone

Could, armed with all His power and wisdom, make

Earths richer than his own.

O Man! – thy dreams, thy passions, hopes, desires! –

He in his pity keep

A homely bed where love may lull a child’s

Fond Universe asleep!

Walter De La Mare




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