The Wasp Trap

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Title

Description

This moonlight makes
The lovely lovelier
Than ever before lakes
And meadows were.
And yet they are not,
Though this their hour is, more
Lovely than things that were not
Lovely before.
Nothing on earth,
And in the heavens no star,
For pure brightness is worth
More than that jar,
For wasps meant, now
A star---long may it swing
From the dead apple-bough,
So glistening.

Identifier

2980.txt

Creator

Thomas, Edward (1878-1917)

Date

1979

Date Created

1979-01-01

Temporal Coverage

1979-12-31

Type

Poem

Publisher

The First World War Poetry Digital Archive

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