The Barn and the Down
THE BARN AND THE DOWN by EDWARD THOMAS
It stood in the sunset sky Like the straight-backed down, Many a time---the barn At the edge of the town,
So huge and dark that it seemed It was the hill Till the gable's precipice proved It impossible.
Then the great down in the west Grew into sight, A barn stored full to the ridge With black of night;
And the barn fell to a barn Or even less Before critical eyes and its own Late mightiness.
But far down and near barn and I Since then have smiled, Having seen my new cautiousness By itself beguiled
To disdain what seemed the barn Till a few steps changed It past all doubt to the down; So the barn was avenged.
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|Author||Thomas, Edward (1878-1917)|
|Title||The Barn and the Down|
|Copyright||Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd.|
|First line||It stood in the sunset sky|
|Publication source||Edward Thomas Collected Poems|
|Publication editor||Thomas, George|
|Publishers||Faber and Faber|
|Digital repository||The First World War Poetry Digital Archive|