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Post by :afarrell
Category :Poems
Author :Edward Thomas
Date :October 2011
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If I Should Ever By Chance
IF I should ever by chance grow richI'll buy Codham, Cockridden, and Childerditch,
Roses, Pyrgo, and Lapwater,
And let them all to my elder daughter.
The rent I shall ask of her will be only
Each year's first violets, white and lonely,
The first primroses and orchises--
She must find them before I do, that is.
But if she finds a blossom on furze
Without rent they shall all for ever be hers,
Codham, Cockridden, and Childerditch,
Roses, Pyrgo and Lapwater,--
I shall give them all to my elder daughter.
(The end)
Edward Thomas's poem: If I Should Ever By Chance
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