Poem by Edward Thomas

The Huxter

He has a hump like an ape on his back;
He has of money a plentiful lack;
And but for a gay coat of double his girth
There is not a plainer thing on the earth
This fine May morning.

But the huxter has a bottle of beer;
He drives a cart and his wife sits near
Who does not heed his lack or his hump;
And they laugh as down the lane they bump
This fine May morning. 

1. The Sheiling
2. The Gallows
3. An Old Song
4. There's Nothing like the Sun
5. “Home”

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