Edward Thomas

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

Poems of Edward Thomas

61. The Barn and the Down 4/7/2010
62. The Bridge 4/7/2010
63. The Brook 4/7/2010
64. The Chalk-Pit 4/7/2010
65. The Cherry Trees 12/31/2002
66. The Child in the Orchard 4/7/2010
67. The Child on the Cliffs 4/7/2010
68. The Combe 4/7/2010
69. The Cuckoo 4/7/2010
70. The Dark Forest 1/3/2003
71. The Gallows 4/7/2010
72. The Glory 3/19/2003
73. The Green Roads 4/7/2010
74. The Gypsy 4/7/2010
75. The Hollow Wood 4/7/2010
76. The Huxter 4/7/2010
77. The Lane 1/3/2003
78. The Lofty Sky 4/7/2010
79. The Long Small Room 12/31/2002
80. The Manor Farm 12/31/2002

A Cat

She had a name among the children;
But no one loved though someone owned
Her, locked her out of doors at bedtime
And had her kittens duly drowned.

In Spring, nevertheless, this cat
Ate blackbirds, thrushes, nightingales,
And birds of bright voice and plume and flight,
As well as scraps from neighbours’ pails.

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