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What matter makes my spade for tears or mirth,
Letting down two clay pipes into the earth?
The one I smoked, the other a
Of Blenheim,
Ramillies, and
Perhaps.
The dead man's
Lies represented lightly with my own,
A yard or two nearer the living
Than bones of ancients who, amazed to
Almighty God erect the mastodon,
Once laughed, or wept, in this same light of day.
Edward Thomas
Philip Edward Thomas (3 March 1878 – 9 April 1917) was a British poet, essayist, and novelist. He is considered a war poet, although few of his
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