A Private
A PRIVATE by EDWARD THOMAS
This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doors Many a frozen night, and merrily Answered staid drinkers, good bedmen, and all bores: 'At Mrs Greenland's Hawthorn Bush,' said he, 'I slept.' None knew which bush. Above the town, Beyond 'The Drover', a hundred spot the down In Wiltshire. And where now at last he sleeps More sound in France---that, too, he secret keeps.
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| Author | Thomas, Edward (1878-1917) |
|---|---|
| Title | A Private |
| Item Date | 1979 |
| File type | text |
| Content | Poem |
| Repository name | ProQuest |
| Repository URL | http://lion.chadwyck.co.uk/ |
| Copyright | Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd. |
| First line | This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doors |
| Publication source | Edward Thomas Collected Poems |
| Publication editor | Thomas, George |
| Publishers | Faber and Faber |
| Publication place | London |
| Digital repository | The First World War Poetry Digital Archive |
| Reference URL | http://www.oucs.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/2853 |
