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It is a poem by Walter de la Mare.

And the line reads:
With paws of SILVER lies the dog.

Silver

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;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy coat 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

2006-12-17 00:27:05 · answer #1 · answered by saehli 6 · 0 0

"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."

This is from the poem 'Silver', written by Walter de la Mare

2006-12-17 05:00:32 · answer #2 · answered by fairygothmommy 2 · 0 0

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