When We Two Walked

WHEN we two walked in Lent
We imagined that happiness
Was something different
And this was something less.
But happy were we to hide
Our happiness, not as they were
Who acted in their pride
Juno and Jupiter:
For the Gods in their jealousy
Murdered that wife and man,
And we that were wise live free
To recall our happiness then.

About Edward Thomas

Anglo-Welsh poet and essayist killed in WWI. His nature poetry captures the English landscape with quiet, precise observation.

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