I built myself a house of glass: It took me years to make it: And I was proud. But now, alas, Would God someone would break it. But it looks too magnificent. No neighbour casts a stone From where he dwells, in tenement Or palace of glass, alone.
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First published in Last Poems (1918). First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established. [1]
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Edward Thomas (1878–1917).
“I Built Myself a House of Glass.” First published in Last Poems (1918).
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