Adelstrop by Edward Thomas
b'E.Thomas read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\n http://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n \\n Giving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n \\n ---------------------------------------------------\\n \\n Adelstrop\\n by Edward Thomas ((1878 \\u2013 1917) \\n \\n Yes. I remember Adlestrop \\u2014\\n The name, because one afternoon\\n Of heat the express-train drew up there\\n Unwontedly. It was late June.\\n The steam hissed. Some one cleared his throat.\\n No one left and no one came\\n On the bare platform. What I saw\\n Was Adlestrop \\u2014 only the name\\n \\n And willows, willow-herb, and grass,\\n And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,\\n No whit less still and lonely fair\\n Than the high cloudlets in the sky.\\n \\n And for that minute a blackbird sang\\n Close by, and around him, mistier,\\n Farther and farther, all the birds\\n Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.'