Edward Thomas
Edward Thomas (1878–1917) was an English poet and nature writer who turned to poetry only in 1914. His poems—including "Adlestrop," "The Owl," and "Rain"—combine precise…
"WHEN he should laugh the wise man knows full well: For he knows what is truly laughable. But wiser is the man who laughs also, Or holds his laughter,"
"BUT these things also are Spring's-- On banks by the roadside the grass Long-dead that is greyer now Than all the Winter it was; The shell of a littl"
"WILL you come? Will you come? Will you ride So late At my side? O, will you come? Will you come? Will you come If the night Has a moon, Full and brig"
"THE flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men, Now far from home, who, with their sweethearts, should Have ga"
"THERE they stand, on their ends, the fifty faggots That once were underwood of hazel and ash In Jenny Pinks's Copse. Now, by the hedge Close packed, t"
"THE cherry trees bend over and are shedding On the old road where all that passed are dead, Their petals, strewing the grass as for a wedding This ear"
"SOME eyes condemn the earth they gaze upon: Some wait patiently till they know far more Than earth can tell them: some laugh at the whole As folly of"
"THE rain and wind, the rain and wind, raved endlessly. On me the Summer storm, and fever, and melancholy Wrought magic, so that if I feared the solitu"
"IT was upon a July evening. At a stile I stood, looking along a path Over the country by a second Spring Drenched perfect green again. "The lattermath"
"TALL nettles cover up, as they have done These many springs, the rusty harrow, the plough Long worn out, and the roller made of stone: Only the elm bu"