A Peasant Analysis

Thomas, R.S.Selected Poems: 1946-1968. Newcastle upon Tyne: BloodaxeBooks Ltd., 1986. (First published by Hart-Davis, MacGibbon Ltd., 1973.1946Iago Prytherch his name, though, be it allowed,

Just an ordinary man of the bald Welsh hills,

Who pens a few sheep in a gap of cloud.

Docking mangels, chipping the green skin

From the yellow bones with a half-witted grin

Of satisfaction, or churning the crude earth

To a stiff sea of clods that glint in the wind-

So are his days spent, his spittled mirth

Rarer than the sun that cracks the cheeks

Of the gaunt sky perhaps once in a week.

And then at night see him fixed in his chair

Motionless, except when he leans to gob in the fire.

There is something frightening in the vacancy of his mind.

His clothes, sour with years of sweat

And animal contact, shock the refined,

But affected, sense with their stark naturalness.

Yet this is your prototype, who, season by season

Against siege of rain and the wind's attrition,

Preserves his stock, an impregnable fortress

Not to be stormed, even in death's confusion.

Remember him, then, for he, too, is a winner of wars,

Enduring like a tree under the curious stars.

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I have to write a essay on this for my english GCSE course work my best advise for a essay on this is concentrate on the fact that Thomas wants us to be desusted at this man but then wants us to be anoyed at our selves for thinking that hae is somthing that we are not thinking that we are perfect and that he is not , is he not the original human being ? trust me this works! Jess x

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