Edward Thomas (poet) Quotes

How nice it would be to be dead if only we could know we were dead. That is what I hate, the not bei...

This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doorsMany a frozen night, and merrilyAnswered staid drink...

I lay awake listening to the rain, and at first it was as pleasant to my ear and my mind as it had l...

The flowers left thick at nightfall in the woodThis Eastertide call into mind the men,Now far from h...