Health (Edward Thomas Poems)
Four miles at a leap, over the dark hollow land,To the frosted steep of the down and its junipers black,Travels ...
Edward Thomas Poems on Birds (15 Poems)
The Gallows (Edward Thomas Poems)
There was a weasel lived in the sunWith all his family,Till a keeper shot him with his gunAnd hung him ...
The Word (Edward Thomas Poems)
There are so many things I have forgot, That once were much to me, or that were not, All lost, ...
Good-Night (Edward Thomas Poems)
The skylarks are far behind that sang over the down;I can hear no more those suburb nightingales;Thrushes and blackbirds sing ...
Home 3 (Edward Thomas Poems)
Often I had gone this way beforeBut now it seemed I never could beAnd never had been anywhere else;'Twas home; ...
The Owl (Edward Thomas Poems)
Downhill I came, hungry, and yet not starved;Cold, yet had heat within me that was proofAgainst the North wind; tired, ...
Fifty Faggots (Edward Thomas Poems)
There they stand, on their ends, the fifty fag gotsThat once were underwood of hazel and ashIn Jenny Pink's copse. ...
Adlestrop (Edward Thomas Poems)
Yes, I remember Adlestrop,The name, because one afternoonOf heat the express-train drew up thereUnwontedly. It was late June.The steam hissed. ...
A Cat (Edward Thomas Poems)
She had a name among the children;But no one loved though someone ownedHer, locked her out of doors at bedtimeAnd ...
Snow (Edward Thomas Poems)
In the gloom of whiteness,In the great silence of snow,A child was sighingAnd bitterly saying:'Oh,They have killed a white bird ...
A Cat (Edward Thomas Poems)
She had a name among the children; But no one loved though someone owned Her, locked her out of doors ...
Adlestrop (Edward Thomas Poems)
Yes, I remember Adlestrop -- The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was ...
Snow (Edward Thomas Poems)
In the gloom of whiteness, In the great silence of snow, A child was sighing And bitterly saying: "Oh, They ...
The Owl (Edward Thomas Poems)
DOWNHILL I came, hungry, and yet not starved, Cold, yet had heat within me that was proof Against the north ...
The Word (Edward Thomas Poems)
There are so many things I have forgot, That once were much to me, or that were not, All lost, ...