I Never Saw that Land Before
[I NEVER SAW THAT LAND BEFORE] by EDWARD THOMAS
I never saw that land before,
And now can never see it again;
Yet, as if by acquaintance hoar
Endeared, by gladness and by pain,
Great was the affection that I bore
To the valley and the river small,
The cattle, the grass, the bare ash trees,
The chickens from the farmsteads, all
Elm-hidden, and the tributaries
Descending at equal interval;
The blackthorns down along the brook
With wounds yellow as crocuses
Where yesterday the labourer's hook
Had sliced them cleanly; and the breeze
That hinted all and nothing spoke.
I neither expected anything
Nor yet remembered: but some goal
I touched then; and if I could sing
What would not even whisper my soul
As I went on my journeying,
I should use, as the trees and birds did,
A language not to be betrayed;
And what was hid should still be hid
Excepting from those like me made
Who answer when such whispers bid.
| Title |
I Never Saw that Land Before
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| Author |
Thomas, Edward (1878-1917)
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| Item date |
1979
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| Content | |
| Copyright |
Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd.
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| Repository name |
ProQuest
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| First line |
I never saw that land before,
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| Publication source |
Edward Thomas Collected Poems
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| Publication editor |
Thomas, George
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| Publishers |
Faber and Faber
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| Publication place |
London
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Collection
Citation
“I Never Saw that Land Before,” by Thomas, Edward (1878-1917). Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd. via First World War Poetry Digital Archive, accessed April 25, 2024, http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/2901.
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