seaJane Posted 10 April , 2019 Share Posted 10 April , 2019 Lights Out BY EDWARD THOMAS I have come to the borders of sleep, The unfathomable deep Forest where all must lose Their way, however straight, Or winding, soon or late; They cannot choose. Many a road and track That, since the dawn’s first crack, Up to the forest brink, Deceived the travellers, Suddenly now blurs, And in they sink. Here love ends, Despair, ambition ends; All pleasure and all trouble, Although most sweet or bitter, Here ends in sleep that is sweeter Than tasks most noble. There is not any book Or face of dearest look That I would not turn from now To go into the unknown I must enter, and leave, alone, I know not how. The tall forest towers; Its cloudy foliage lowers Ahead, shelf above shelf; Its silence I hear and obey That I may lose my way And myself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bernard_Lewis Posted 10 April , 2019 Share Posted 10 April , 2019 Indeed... Bernard Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fattyowls Posted 10 April , 2019 Share Posted 10 April , 2019 Thanks Jane, marvelous words. Pete. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
seaJane Posted 10 April , 2019 Author Share Posted 10 April , 2019 Thank you gentlemen. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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