Edward Thomas

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

Edward Thomas Poems

1. Rain 12/31/2002
2. Adlestrop 12/31/2002
3. The Cherry Trees 12/31/2002
4. Like the Touch of Rain 1/3/2003
5. Words 1/3/2003
6. Beauty 12/31/2002
7. Aspens 1/3/2003
8. The Owl 12/31/2002
9. A Cat 1/3/2003
10. The Glory 3/19/2003
11. Lights Out 12/31/2002
12. Old Man 3/23/2003
13. No One So Much As You 3/16/2003
14. As the Team's Head- Brass 3/19/2003
15. Tall Nettles 12/31/2002
16. The Dark Forest 1/3/2003
17. Thaw 12/31/2002
18. Celandine 12/31/2002
19. But These Things Also 4/7/2010
20. Snow 12/31/2002

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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