Poem by Edward Thomas

How at Once

How at once should I know,
When stretched in the harvest blue
I saw the swift's black bow,
That I would not have that view
Another day
Until next May
Again it is due?

The same year after year -
But with the swift alone.
With other things I but fear
That they will be over and done
Suddenly
And I only see
Them to know them gone. 

1. When We Two Walked
2. Head and Bottle
3. The Green Roads
4. There's Nothing like the Sun
5. The Sun Used to Shine

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