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as the team's head-brass by edward thomas - bart wolffe lyrics lyrics

as the team’s head+brass flashed out on the turn
the lovers disappeared into the wood
i sat among the boughs of the fallen elm
that strewed an angle of the fallow, and
watched the plough narrowing a yellow square
of charlock. every time the horses turned
instead of treading me down, the ploughman leaned
upon the handles to say or ask a word
about the weather, next about the war
scr+ping the share he faced towards the wood
and screwed along the furrow till the brass flashed
once more
the blizzard felled the elm whose crest
i sat in, by a woodp+ck+r’s round hole
the ploughman said. “when will they take it away?”
“when the war’s over.” so the talk began—
one minute and an interval of ten
a minute more and the same interval
“have you been out?” “no.” “and don’t want
to, perhaps?”
“if i could only come back again, i should
i could spare an arm. i shouldn’t want to lose
a leg. if i should lose my head, why, so
i should want nothing more. . . . have many gone
from here?” “yes.” “many lost?” “yes, a good few
only two teams work on the farm this year
one of my mates is dead. the second day
in france they k!lled him. it was back in march
the very night of the blizzard, too. now if
he had stayed here we should have moved the tree.”
“and i should not have sat here. everything
would have been different. for it would have been
another world.” “ay, and a better, though
if we could see all all might seem good.” then
the lovers came out of the wood again:
the horses started and for the last time
i watched the clods crumble and topple over
after the ploughshare and the stumbling team

- as the teams head brass by edward thomas lyrics

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