“Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.”
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.”
From “Fern Hill” by Welsh poet Dylan Thomas,
who spent much of his childhood in Swansea, Wales.
Young Dylan made regular trips in the summer
to visit his aunt's dairy farm in Carmarthenshire.
These rural remembrances provided inspiration for his poem.
Dylan Thomas was born on this date: October 27, 1914.
who spent much of his childhood in Swansea, Wales.
Young Dylan made regular trips in the summer
to visit his aunt's dairy farm in Carmarthenshire.
These rural remembrances provided inspiration for his poem.
Dylan Thomas was born on this date: October 27, 1914.
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