posted on 2024-04-25, 17:29authored byFirst World War Poetry Digital Archive Project Team
The two men in the road were taken aback. The lovers came out shading their eyes from the sun, And never was white so white, or black so black, As her checks and hair. 'There are more things than one A man might turn into a wood for, Jack,' Said George; Jack whispered: 'He has not got a gun. It's a bit too much of a good thing, I say. They are going the other road, look. And see her run.'--- She ran.---'What a thing it is, this picking may!'
History
Identifier
2917.txt
Creator
Thomas, Edward (1878-1917)
Date
1979
Date Created
01/01/1979
Temporal Date
31/12/1979
Type
Poem
Rights
Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd.