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"There is not any book
Or face of dearest look
That I would not turn from now
To go into the unknown
I must enter, and leave, alone,
I know not how." |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. Lights Out (l. 19-24). . .
Oxford Book of Death, The. D. J. Enright, ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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"How weak and little is the light,
All the universe of sight,
Love and delight,
Before the might,
If you love it not, of night." |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. Out in the Dark (l. 16-20). . .
Oxford Book of Welsh Verse in English, The. Gwyn Jones, comp. (1977) Oxford University Press.
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"I like the dust on the nettles, never lost
Except to prove the sweetness of a shower." |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. Tall Nettles (l. 7-8). . .
Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.
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"Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed
The speculating rooks at their nests cawed" |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. Thaw (l. 1-2). . .
Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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"There was a weasel lived in the sun
With all his family,
Till a keeper shot him with his gun" |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. The Gallows (l. 1-3). . .
Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.
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"Where he swings in the wind and rain,
In the sun and in the snow,
Without pleasure, without pain,
On the dead oak tree bough." |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. The Gallows (l. 5-8). . .
Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.
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"Nights of storm, days of mist, without end;
Sad days when the sun
Shone in vain: old griefs and griefs
Not yet begun." |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. The New House (l. 9-12). . .
Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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"And salted was my food, and my repose,
Salted and sobered, too, by the bird's voice
Speaking for all who lay under the stars,
Soldiers and poor, unable to rejoice." |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. The Owl (l. 13-16). . .
Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
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"If you come
Haste and come.
Owls have cried,
It grows dark
To ride.
Beloved, beautiful, come!" |
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Edward Thomas (1878-1917), British poet. Will You Come? (L. 25-30). . .
Green Place, A; Modern Poems. William Jay Smith, comp. (1982) Delacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence.
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