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Poem by Edward Thomas


Tears


IT seems I have no tears left. They should have fallen--
Their ghosts, if tears have ghosts, did fall--that day
When twenty hounds streamed by me, not yet combed
   out
But still all equals in their rage of gladness
Upon the scent, made one, like a great dragon
In Blooming Meadow that bends towards the sun
And once bore hops: and on that other day
When I stepped out from the double-shadowed Tower
Into an April morning, stirring and sweet
And warm. Strange solitude was there and silence.
A mightier charm than any in the Tower
Possessed the courtyard. They were changing guard
Soldiers in line, young English countrymen,
Fair-haired and ruddy, in white tunics. Drums
And fifes were playing "The British Grenadiers".
The men, the music piercing that solitude
And silence, told me truths I had not dreamed
And have forgotten since their beauty passed.



Edward Thomas


Edward Thomas's other poems:
  1. If I Were to Own
  2. Head and Bottle
  3. Some Eyes Condemn
  4. The Manor Farm
  5. It Rains


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Elizabeth Barrett-Browning Tears ("THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not")
  • John Cheney Tears ("Not in the time of pleasure")
  • Lizette Reese Tears ("WHEN I consider Life and its few years")

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