Edward Thomas

(3 March 1878 - 9 April 1917 / London / England)

Poems of Edward Thomas

1. A Cat 1/3/2003
2. A Gentleman 4/7/2010
3. A Private 12/31/2002
4. Adlestrop 12/31/2002
5. After Rain 4/7/2010
6. After You Speak 4/7/2010
7. Ambition 4/7/2010
8. And You, Helen 4/7/2010
9. April 4/7/2010
10. As the Clouds that are so Light 4/7/2010
11. As the Team's Head- Brass 3/19/2003
12. Aspens 1/3/2003
13. Beauty 12/31/2002
14. Birds' Nests 4/7/2010
15. Bob's Lane 12/31/2002
16. But These Things Also 4/7/2010
17. Celandine 12/31/2002
18. Cock-Crow 12/31/2002
19. Digging 4/7/2010
20. Digging 2 4/7/2010

March

Now I know that Spring will come again,
Perhaps to-morrow: however late I've patience
After this night following on such a day.

While still my temples ached from the cold burning
Of hail and wind, and still the primroses
Torn by the hail were covered up in it,
The sun filled earth and heaven with a great light
And a tenderness, almost warmth, where the hail dripped,

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