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Beauty

Rating: 2.8

WHAT does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease,
No man, woman, or child alive could please
Me now. And yet I almost dare to laugh
Because I sit and frame an epitaph-
'Here lies all that no one loved of him
And that loved no one.' Then in a trice that whim
Has wearied. But, though I am like a river
At fall of evening when it seems that never
Has the sun lighted it or warmed it, while
Cross breezes cut the surface to a file,

This heart, some fraction of me, hapily
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Iftekhar Ifti 20 February 2019

It’s a nave narrative poem

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Jiten Paul 27 January 2018

Very nice poem by Edward Thomas.

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Shahin Latif 16 October 2015

Nice poem. I enjoyed to read. Thank a lot.

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Crystal Pierce 31 March 2015

Beautiful poem! Amazing

5 4 Reply
Charlie Annalls 21 July 2013

Truly a man who knows what it means......

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Sohini Sengupta 03 May 2012

Here lies all that no one loved of him And that loved no one. splendor of words threaded into magic.. these linger in your mind for a long time

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