‘Never was anything so deserted’ 34482Poemfrom The Burning of the Leaves (number 2) by Laurence Binyonfirst line (public domain): Never was anything so desertedAs this dim theatreNow, when in passive grayness the remoteMorning is here,Daunting the wintry glitter of the pale,Half-lit chandelier.1942Language: EnglishCategoriesTheatreWar and Peace » Conflicts » World War II Locations in Harold's LibraryThe Burning of the Leaves (booklet)page 2Array ( [_last_editor_used_jetpack] => Array ( [0] => classic-editor ) [_edit_lock] => Array ( [0] => 1618948360:1 ) [_edit_last] => Array ( [0] => 1 ) [inlibrary] => Array ( [0] => "34479"*p2 ) [from] => Array ( [0] => "34480"|2 ) [firstline] => Array ( [0] => Never was anything so deserted / As this dim theatre / Now, when in passive grayness the remote / Morning is here, / Daunting the wintry glitter of the pale, / Half-lit chandelier.|p ) [site-sidebar-layout] => Array ( [0] => default ) [site-content-layout] => Array ( [0] => default ) [theme-transparent-header-meta] => Array ( [0] => default ) [stick-header-meta] => Array ( [0] => default ) ) Post navigation ← Previous PoemNext Poem → Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name* Email* Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.