Poems by Edward Thomas
Ambition
... I could sit And think I had made the loveliness of prime, ...
The Gypsy
... More dark and wild than the stormiest heavens, that I searched and scanned ...
Early One Morning
... The past is the only dead thing that smells sweet, ...
First Known when Lost
... With a gleam as if flowers they had been ...
I Built Myself a House of Glass
... From where he dwells, in tenement ...
Unknown
... Travellers and watchers know ...
Lovers
... The lovers came out shading their eyes from the sun, ...
Over The Hills
... Recall Was vain: no more could the restless brook ...
A Gentleman
... I pray God Save him from justice! Nicer man never trod ...
After You Speak
... The dreams And sheds no light ...
Interval
... Awakens not To light or breeze ...
The Cuckoo
... The cuckoo calling, the children listening, and me saying 'Nay' ...
This is No Case of Petty Right or Wrong
... From one the weather shall rise clear and gay ...
If I were to Own
... Or it might be Skreens, Gooshays, or Cockerells, ...
The Huxter
... And but for a gay coat of double his girth ...
