Edmund Blunden Quotes

On the green they watched their sons Playing till too dark to see, As their fathers watched them once, As my father once watched me;
Edmund Blunden (1896-1974), British poet, critic. Forefathers (l. 19-22). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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Like the bee that now is blown, Honey-heavy on my hand, From his toppling tansy-throne In the green tempestuous land—
Edmund Blunden (1896-1974), British poet, critic. Forefathers (l. 31-34). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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I'm in clover now, nor know Who made honey long ago.
Edmund Blunden (1896-1974), British poet, critic. Forefathers (l. 35-36). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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I have seen a green country, useful to the race, Knocked silly with guns and mines, its villages vanished,
Edmund Blunden (1896-1974), British poet, critic. Report on Experience (l. 5-6). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
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