Edward Thomas

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

Edward Thomas Poems

1. The Sorrow of True Love  5/4/2015
2. Roads 6/16/2014
3. March 1/7/2015
4. I Never Saw That Land Before 4/7/2010
5. House And Man 4/7/2010
6. To-Night 4/7/2010
7. Interval 4/7/2010
8. The Huxter 4/7/2010
9. If I Were To Own 4/7/2010
10. Home 1 4/7/2010
11. Man And Dog 4/7/2010
12. Lob 4/7/2010
13. Head And Bottle 4/7/2010
14. Home 3 4/7/2010
15. The Hollow Wood 4/7/2010
16. Two Pewits 4/7/2010
17. Home 2 4/7/2010
18. The Child On The Cliffs 4/7/2010
19. The Ash Grove 4/7/2010
20. The Barn And The Down 4/7/2010
21. It Was Upon 4/7/2010
22. Health 4/7/2010
23. The Other 4/7/2010
24. The Barn 4/7/2010
25. The Lofty Sky 4/7/2010
26. How At Once 4/7/2010
27. In Memoriam (Easter, 1915) 4/7/2010
28. Lovers 4/7/2010
29. The Bridge 4/7/2010
30. The Combe 4/7/2010
31. The Cuckoo 4/7/2010
32. This Is No Case Of Petty Right Or Wrong 4/7/2010
33. I Built Myself A House Of Glass 4/7/2010
34. Good-Night 4/7/2010
35. Haymaking 4/7/2010
36. April 4/7/2010
37. The Child In The Orchard 4/7/2010
38. The Gypsy 4/7/2010
39. The Green Roads 4/7/2010
40. The Chalk-Pit 4/7/2010
Best Poem of Edward Thomas

Adlestrop

Yes, I remember Adlestrop --
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.

The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop -- only the name

And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.

And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of ...

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The Trumpet

Rise up, rise up,
And, as the trumpet blowing
Chases the dreams of men,
As the dawn glowing
The stars that left unlit
The land and water,
Rise up and scatter
The dew that covers
The print of last night's lovers -

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