A lonely summer, an old grey donkey, and a quiet, wordless friendship
This gentle, reflective poem by Walter de la Mare recalls childhood summers spent sprawled on an orchard wall, in a field overgrown with thistle, darnel, and dock, with a flowering hawthorn bush growing in one corner. The speaker remembers lazing there half-asleep in the blazing midday heat, alone except for the birds twittering past overhead — and one steady companion in the neighbouring field: an old, grey donkey named Nicholas Nye.
The poem paints a vivid, affectionate picture of Nicholas Nye himself — thin, lame in one leg, and far older than the average donkey, having lived through more than twenty years since his birth. He is shown munching on prickly purple thistles, occasionally pausing to sigh and turn his head, as though quietly saying, "Poor Nicholas Nye!" Despite his tired, worn appearance, the donkey is described as having a surprising inner spirit — a "wonderful gumption" and a calm, clear light in his eyes — and he would sometimes smile in a way that felt full of quiet meaning.
The speaker reflects that although Nicholas Nye was bony, ownerless, and alone in the world, something about him — standing beneath the sky, seeming almost to smile from his corner by the hawthorn bush — created an unspoken bond stronger than any words exchanged between them. The poem closes at dusk, as the speaker recalls glow-worms shining among the apple branches, birds settling into their nests, and the walk home through moonlight and dew — while, without quite knowing why, the memory of "Old Nicholas Nye" lingers on, as still and enduring as a ghost standing silently like a post.
Comprehension · Vocabulary · Poetic Appreciation — Grade 7