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The speaker's uncertainty about the visitor's identity highlights themes of solitude and isolation. Compared to other works by Walter de la Mare, this poem shares a focus on the uncanny and the unknown, but its brevity and lack of explicit supernatural elements make it distinct.
‘Some One‘ by Walter de La Mare is a short sixteen-line poem that is written with a vaguely repeating pattern of end and slant rhymes. The poet made use of a number of similar endings in this piece, giving the poem a “sing-song” like a melody that is appropriate for its short length and goal of appealing to children.
13 de may. de 2011 · Some One by Walter de la Mare. # A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z NEW. Rate: 0.0 / 0 votes. Get the Mug. Some One. Walter de la Mare 1873 (Charlton, London) – 1956 (Twickenham) Some one came knocking. At my wee, small door; Someone came knocking; I'm sure-sure-sure; I listened, I opened, I looked to left and right,
by Walter de la Mare. Someone came knocking. At my wee, small door; Someone came knocking, I'm sure — sure — sure; I listened, I opened, I looked to left and right, But nought there was a-stirring. In the still, dark night;
While the dewdrops fall, So I know not who came knocking, At all, at all, at all. This poem is in the public domain. Walter de la Mare (1873 - 1956) was a British author of diverse talent who wrote everything from horror stories to children's books.
5 de jun. de 2020 · 1 traducción. Letra de Some One. Some one came knocking. At my wee, small door; Some one came knocking, I'm sure — sure — sure; I listened, I opened, I looked to left and right, But nought there was a-stirring. In the still, dark night; Only the busy beetle. Tap-tapping in the wall, Only from the forest. The screech owl's call,
Some One. Some one came knocking. At my wee, small door; Someone came knocking; I’m sure-sure-sure; I listened, I opened, I looked to left and right, But nought there was a stirring. In the still dark night; Only the busy beetle. Tap-tapping in the wall, Only from the forest. The screech-owl’s call, Only the cricket whistling.
