Poem by Edward Thomas

In Memoriam (Easter, 1915)

The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood
This Eastertide call into mind the men,
Now far from home, who, with their sweethearts, should
Have gathered them and will do never again.

1. An Old Song
2. The Sheiling
3. The Gallows
4. There's Nothing like the Sun
5. When He Should Laugh

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