Scottish Poem By Edward Thomas
is the title of a poem by Edward Thomas published in 1917.
The dance, Haymaking, predates the poem by over a century. The dance appeared in the Blantyre manuscript around 1805 and the poem by Edward Thomas in Poems By Edward Thomas, 1917.
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Haymaking By Edward Thomas
After night's thunder far away had rolled
The fiery day had a kernel sweet of cold,
And in the perfect blue the clouds uncurled,
Like the first gods before they made the world
And misery, swimming the stormless sea
In beauty and in divine gaiety.
The smooth white empty road was lightly strewn
With leaves-the holly's Autumn falls in June-
And fir cones standing stiff up in the heat.
The mill-foot water tumbled white and lit
With tossing crystals, happier than any crowd
Of children pouring out of school aloud.
And in the little thickets where a sleeper
For ever might lie lost, the nettle-creeper
And garden warbler sang unceasingly;
While over them shrill shrieked in his fierce glee
The swift with wings and tail as sharp and narrow
As if the bow had flown off with the arrow.
Only the scent of woodbine and hay new-mown
Travelled the road. In the field sloping down,
Park-like, to where its willows showed the brook,
Haymakers rested. The tosser lay forsook
Out in the sun; and the long waggon stood
Without its team, it seemed it never would
Move from the shadow of that single yew.
The team, as still, until their task was due,
Beside the labourers enjoyed the shade
That three squat oaks mid-field together made
Upon a circle of grass and weed uncut,
And on the hollow, once a chalk-pit, but
Now brimmed with nut and elder-flower so clean.
The men leaned on their rakes, about to begin,
But still. And all were silent. All was old,
This morning time, with a great age untold,
Older than Clare and Cobbett, Morland and Crome,
Than, at the field's far edge, the farmer's home,
A white house crouched at the foot of a great tree.
Under the heavens that know not what years be
The men, the beasts, the trees, the implements
Uttered even what they will in times far hence-
All of us gone out of the reach of change-
Immortal in a picture of an old grange.
Haymaking - Information Video
"The Hay Harvest" Pieter Brueghel The Elder (1526/1530-1569), Oil On Panel, c. 1565
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Text from this original Edward Thomas, 1917
article on Wikisource.
Image copyright Pieter Brueghel the Elder (1526/1530-1569) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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