Edward Thomas

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

Poems of Edward Thomas

41. Interval 4/7/2010
42. It Was Upon 4/7/2010
43. Liberty 4/7/2010
44. Lights Out 12/31/2002
45. Like the Touch of Rain 1/3/2003
46. Lob 4/7/2010
47. Lovers 4/7/2010
48. Man and Dog 4/7/2010
49. March 1/7/2015
50. No One So Much As You 3/16/2003
51. October 12/31/2002
52. Old Man 3/23/2003
53. Over The Hills 4/7/2010
54. Rain 12/31/2002
55. Roads 6/16/2014
56. Snow 12/31/2002
57. Sowing 12/31/2002
58. Tall Nettles 12/31/2002
59. Thaw 12/31/2002
60. The Ash Grove 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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