I Built Myself a House of Glass
[I BUILT MYSELF A HOUSE OF GLASS] by EDWARD THOMAS
I built myself a house of glass: It took my years to make it: And I was proud. But now, alas, Would God someone would break it.
But it looks too magnificent. No neighbour casts a stone From where he dwells, in tenement Or palace of glass, alone.
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|Author||Thomas, Edward (1878-1917)|
|Title||I Built Myself a House of Glass|
|Copyright||Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd.|
|First line||I built myself a house of glass:|
|Publication source||Edward Thomas Collected Poems|
|Publication editor||Thomas, George|
|Publishers||Faber and Faber|
|Digital repository||The First World War Poetry Digital Archive|