Louis Untermeyer, ed. (18851977). Modern British Poetry. 1920. |
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Edward Thomas. 18781917 |
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104. Tall Nettles |
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TALL nettles cover up, as they have done | |
These many springs, the rusty harrow, the plough | |
Long worn out, and the roller made of stone: | |
Only the elm butt tops the nettles now. | |
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This corner of the farmyard I like most: | 5 |
As well as any bloom upon a flower | |
I like the dust on the nettles, never lost | |
Except to prove the sweetness of a shower. | |
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