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Adlestrop

Adlestrop by Edward Thomas (1878-1917 ) ' Yes. I remember Adlestrop -The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late June. The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat. No one left and no one came On the bare platform. What I saw Was Adlestrop - only the name And willows, willow-herb, and grass, And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry, No whit less still and lonely fair Than the high cloudlets in the sky. And for that minute a blackbird sang Close by, and round, mistier, Farther and farther, all the birds Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.' Poems on the Underground The British Council. The British Library (Zweig Programme). Designed by Tom Davidson.

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