Quote by Edward Thomas Download Open image ““and I rose up, and knew that I was tired, and continued my journey”” — Edward Thomas ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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A merely great intellect can produce prose, but not poetry, not one line. — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
If I should ever by chance grow richI'll buy Codham, Cockridden, and Childerditch,Roses, Pyrgo, and Lapwater,And let them all to my eldest daughter. — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
To-day I think Only with scents, - scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot's seed, And the square mustard field; Odours that… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
I like to think how easily Nature will absorb London as she absorbed the mastodon, setting her spiders to spin the winding-sheet and her… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
“If he [Pound] is not careful he will take to meaning what he says instead of saying what he means.” — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
“Tall Nettles Tall nettles cover up, as they have done These many springs, the rusty harrow, the plough Long worn out, and the roller… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
“You English words? I know you: You are light as dreams, Tough as oak, Precious as gold, As poppies and corn, Or an old… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
How nice it would be to be dead if only we could know we were dead. That is what I hate, the not being… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
“Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
Yes; I remember Adlestrop- The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late June. — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed The speculating rooks at their nests cawed And saw from elm tops, delicate as flower of grass,… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
“This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doors Many a frozen night, and merrily Answered staid drinkers, good bedmen, and all bores: "At… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image