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RURAL ECONOMY (1917), by             Poet's Biography
First Line: There was winter in those woods
Last Line: Shot up a roaring harvest-home.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund
Subject(s): World War I; First World War


THERE was winter in those woods,
And still it was July:
There were Thule solitudes
With thousands huddling nigh;
There the fox had left his den,
The scraped holes hid not stoats but men.

To these woods the rumour teemed
Of peace five miles away;
I sight, hills hovered, houses gleamed
Where last perhaps we lay
Till the cockerels bawled bright morning and
The hours of life slipped the slack hand.

In sight, life's farms sent forth their gear;
Here rakes and ploughs lay still;
Yet, save some curious clods, all here
Was raked and ploughed with a will.
The sower was the ploughman too,
And iron seeds broadcast he threw.

What husbandry could outdo this?
With flesh and blood he fed
The planted iron that nought amiss
Grew thick and swift and red,
And in a night though ne'er so cold
Those acres bristled a hundredfold.

Why, even the wood as well as field
This ruseful farmer knew
Could be reduced to plough and tilled,
And if he planned, he'd do;
The field and wood, all bone-fed loam,
Shot up a roaring harvest-home.





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