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Edward Thomas's Poetry, by first line

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  • Adlestrop
    Yes, I remember Adlestrop,
    The name, because one afternoon
    16 lines
  • In Memoriam
    The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood
    This Eastertide call into mind the men,
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • Like the Touch of Rain
    Like the touch of rain she was
    On a man's flesh and hair and eyes
    0 lines
  • The Owl
    Downhill I came, hungry, and yet not starved;
    Cold, yet had heat within me that was proof
    0 lines
  • If I Should Ever by Chance
    If I should ever by chance grow rich
    I'll buy Codham, Cockridden, and Childerditch,
    13 lines
  • Beauty
    What does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease,
    No man, woman, or child alive could please
    18 lines
  • The Dark Forest
    Dark is the forest and deep, and overhead
    Hang stars like seeds of light
    12 lines
  • Celandine
    Thinking of her had saddened me at first,
    Until I saw the sun on the celandines lie
    23 lines
  • The New House
    Now first, as I shut the door,
    I was alone
    0 lines
  • Unknown
    She is most fair,
    And when they see her pass
    0 lines
  • October
    The green elm with the one great bough of gold
    Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, --
    21 lines
  • A Cat
    She had a name among the children;
    But no one loved though someone owned
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Cock-crow
    Out of the wood of thoughts that grows by night
    To be cut down by the sharp axe of light, -
    0 lines
  • Aspens
    All day and night, save winter, every weather,
    Above the inn, the smithy and the shop,
    24 lines
  • The Lane
    Some day, I think, there will be people enough
    In Froxfield to pick all the blackberries
    15 lines
  • Sowing
    It was a perfect day
    For sowing; just
    16 lines
  • Snow
    In the gloom of whiteness,
    In the great silence of snow,
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Words
    Out of us all
    That make rhymes
    59 lines
  • The Manor Farm
    The rock-like mud unfroze a little, and rills
    Ran and sparkled down each side of the road
    24 lines
  • Thaw
    Over the land half freckled with snow half-thawed
    The speculating rooks at their nests cawed,
    0 lines
  • The Long Small Room
    The long small room that showed willows in the west
    Narrowed up to the end the fireplace filled,
    0 lines
  • The Path
    Running along a bank, a parapet
    That saves from the precipitous wood below
    22 lines
  • A Private
    This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doors
    Many a frozen night, and merrily
    8 lines, 2 comments
  • Bob's Lane
    Women he liked, did shovel-bearded Bob,
    Old Farmer Hayward of the Heath, but he
    16 lines
  • No One So Much As You
    No one so much as you
    Loves this my clay,
    40 lines
  • Old Man
    Old Man, or Lads-Love, - in the name there’s nothing
    To one that knows not Lads-Love, or Old Man,
    0 lines
  • The Sign-Post
    The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy,
    And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry,
    30 lines
  • The Trumpet
    Rise up, rise up,
    And, as the trumpet blowing
    22 lines, 1 comment
  • The Word
    There are so many things I have forgot,
    That once were much to me, or that were not,
    22 lines
  • After Rain
    The rain of a night and a day and a night
    Stops at the light
    26 lines
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