Estranged
No one was with me there - Happy I was - alone; Yet from the sunshine suddenly A joy was gone. A bird in an empty house Sad echoes makes to ring, Flitting from room to room On restless wing: Till from its shades he flies, And leaves forlorn and dim The narrow solitudes So strange to him. So, when with fickle heart I joyed in the passing day, A presence my mood estranged Went grieved away.
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"No one was with me there - ..."
This evocative piece by Walter De La Mare, titled "Estranged", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...