White In The Moon The Long Road Lies By Alfred Edward Housman

White In The Moon The Long Road Lies White in the moon the long road lies, The moon stands blank above; White in the moon…

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The Isle Of Portland By Alfred Edward Housman

The Isle Of Portland The star-filled seas are smooth to-night From France to England strown; Black towers above the Portland light The felon-quarried stone. On…

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Is My Team Ploughing By Alfred Edward Housman

Is My Team Ploughing “Is my team ploughing, That I was used to drive And hear the harness jingle When I was man alive?” Ay,…

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Vi; Lancer By Alfred Edward Housman

Vi; Lancer I ‘listed at home for a lancer, Oh who would not sleep with the brave? I ‘listed at home for a lancer To…

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Say, Lad, Have You Things To Do By Alfred Edward Housman

Say, Lad, Have You Things To Do Say, lad, have you things to do? Quick then, while your day’s at prime. Quick, and if ’tis…

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Goodnight By Alfred Edward Housman

Goodnight Goodnight; ensured release, Imperishable peace, Have these for yours, While sea abides, and land, And earth’s foundations stand, and heaven endures. When earth’s foundations…

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Xx The Night Is Freezing Fast By Alfred Edward Housman

Xx The Night Is Freezing Fast The night is freezing fast, To-morrow comes December; And winterfalls of old Are with me from the past; And…

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The Street Sounds To The Soldiers’ Tread By Alfred Edward Housman

The Street Sounds To The Soldiers’ Tread The street sounds to the soldiers’ tread, And out we troop to see: A single redcoat turns his…

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Oh Stay At Home, My Lad By Alfred Edward Housman

Oh Stay At Home, My Lad Oh stay at home, my lad, and plough The land and not the sea, And leave the soldiers at…

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Bredon Hill By Alfred Edward Housman

Bredon Hill In summertime on Bredon The bells they sound so clear; Round both the shires they ring them In steeples far and near, A…

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Xii An Epitaph By Alfred Edward Housman

Xii An Epitaph Stay, if you list, O passer by the way; Yet night approaches; better not to stay. I never sigh, nor flush, nor…

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The Immortal Part By Alfred Edward Housman

The Immortal Part When I meet the morning beam, Or lay me down at night to dream, I hear my bones within me say, “Another…

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Into My Heart An Air That Kills By Alfred Edward Housman

Into My Heart An Air That Kills Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills,…

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Xxxvi Revolution By Alfred Edward Housman

Xxxvi Revolution West and away the wheels of darkness roll, Day’s beamy banner up the east is borne, Spectres and fears, the nightmare and her…

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Twice A Week The Winter Thorough By Alfred Edward Housman

Twice A Week The Winter Thorough Twice a week the winter thorough Here stood I to keep the goal: Football then was fighting sorrow For…

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Revolution By Alfred Edward Housman

Revolution West and away the wheels of darkness roll, Day’s beamy banner up the east is borne, Spectres and fears, the nightmare and her foal,…

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Hell’s Gate By Alfred Edward Housman

Hell’s Gate Onward led the road again Through the sad uncoloured plain Under twilight brooding dim, And along the utmost rim Wall and rampart risen…

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Xxvi Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives By Alfred Edward Housman

Xxvi Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives Good creatures, do you love your lives And have you ears for sense? Here is a knife…

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The Stinging Nettle By Alfred Edward Housman

The Stinging Nettle The stinging nettle only Will still be found to stand: The numberless, the lonely, The thronger of the land, The leaf that…

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Now Hollow Fires Burn Out To Black By Alfred Edward Housman

Now Hollow Fires Burn Out To Black Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack,…

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Be Still, My Soul, Be Still By Alfred Edward Housman

Be Still, My Soul, Be Still Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle, Earth and high heaven are fixt of…

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With Rue My Heart Is Laden By Alfred Edward Housman

With Rue My Heart Is Laden With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipt maiden And many a…

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The Day Of Battle By Alfred Edward Housman

The Day Of Battle “Far I hear the bugle blow To call me where I would not go, And the guns begin the song, ‘Soldier,…

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In Valleys Of Springs And Rivers By Alfred Edward Housman

In Valleys Of Springs And Rivers “Clunton and Clunbury, Clungunford and Clun, Are the quietest places Under the sun.” In valleys of springs and rivers,…

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Xxxix Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town By Alfred Edward Housman

Xxxix Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town ‘Tis time, I think, by Wenlock town The golden broom should blow; The hawthorn sprinkled up and…

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To An Athlete Dying Young By Alfred Edward Housman

To An Athlete Dying Young The time you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place; Man and boy stood cheering by,…

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Reveille By Alfred Edward Housman

Reveille Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands upon the eastern rims. Wake: the…

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Hughley Steeple By Alfred Edward Housman

Hughley Steeple The vane on Hughley steeple Veers bright, a far-known sign, And there lie Hughley people And there lie friends of mine. Tall in…

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Xviii The Rain It Streams On Stone And Hillock By Alfred Edward Housman

Xviii The Rain It Streams On Stone And Hillock The rain, it streams on stone and hillock, The boot clings to the clay. Since all…

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The Rainy Pleiads Wester By Alfred Edward Housman

The Rainy Pleiads Wester The rainy Pleiads wester, Orion plunges prone, The stroke of midnight ceases And I lie down alone. The rainy Pleiads wester,…

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O Why Do You Walk (A Parody) By Alfred Edward Housman

O Why Do You Walk (A Parody) O why do you walk through the fields in boots, Missing so much and so much? O fat…

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As Through The Wild Green Hills Of Wyre By Alfred Edward Housman

As Through The Wild Green Hills Of Wyre As through the wild green hills of Wyre The train ran, changing sky and shire, And far…

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Xl Farewell To A Name And Number By Alfred Edward Housman

Xl Farewell To A Name And Number Farewell to a name and a number Recalled again To darkness and silence and slumber In blood and…

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The Chestnut Casts His Flambeaux By Alfred Edward Housman

The Chestnut Casts His Flambeaux The chestnut casts his flambeaux, and the flowers Stream from the hawthorn on the wind away, The doors clap to,…

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In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad By Alfred Edward Housman

In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart…

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Xxxii When I Would Muse In Boyhood By Alfred Edward Housman

Xxxii When I Would Muse In Boyhood When I would muse in boyhood The wild green woods among, And nurse resolves and fancies Because the…

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Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town By Alfred Edward Housman

Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town ‘Tis time, I think, by Wenlock town The golden broom should blow; The hawthorn sprinkled up and down…

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On Wenlock Edge The Wood’s In Trouble By Alfred Edward Housman

On Wenlock Edge The Wood’s In Trouble On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the…

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From Far, From Eve And Morning By Alfred Edward Housman

From Far, From Eve And Morning From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither:…

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Xvii Astronomy By Alfred Edward Housman

Xvii Astronomy The Wain upon the northern steep Descends and lifts away. Oh I will sit me down and weep For bones in Africa. For…

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The Nonsense Verse By Alfred Edward Housman

The Nonsense Verse At the door of my own little hovel, Reading a novel I sat; And as I was reading the novel A gnat…

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Oh Fair Enough Are Sky And Plain By Alfred Edward Housman

Oh Fair Enough Are Sky And Plain Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That…

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Could Man Be Drunk Forever By Alfred Edward Housman

Could Man Be Drunk Forever Could man be drunk for ever With liquor, love, or fights, Lief should I rouse at morning And lief lie…

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When The Lad For Longing Sighs By Alfred Edward Housman

When The Lad For Longing Sighs When the lad for longing sighs, Mute and dull of cheer and pale, If at death’s own door he…

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The Carpenter’s Son By Alfred Edward Housman

The Carpenter’s Son “Here the hangman stops his cart: Now the best of friends must part. Fare you well, for ill fare I: Live, lads,…

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If Truth In Hearts That Perish By Alfred Edward Housman

If Truth In Hearts That Perish If truth in hearts that perish Could move the powers on high, I think the love I bear you…

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Xxxv When First My Way To Fair I Took By Alfred Edward Housman

Xxxv When First My Way To Fair I Took When first my way to fair I took Few pence in purse had I, And long…

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Westward On The High-Hilled Plains By Alfred Edward Housman

Westward On The High-Hilled Plains Westward on the high-hilled plains Where for me the world began, Still, I think, in newer veins Frets the changeless…

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On Your Midnight Pallet Lying By Alfred Edward Housman

On Your Midnight Pallet Lying On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark…

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Fragment Of A Greek Tragedy By Alfred Edward Housman

Fragment Of A Greek Tragedy CHORUS: O suitably-attired-in-leather-boots Head of a traveller, wherefore seeking whom Whence by what way how purposed art thou come To…

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Xvi How Clear, How Lovely Bright By Alfred Edward Housman

Xvi How Clear, How Lovely Bright How clear, how lovely bright, How beautiful to sight Those beams of morning play; How heaven laughs out with…

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The New Mistress By Alfred Edward Housman

The New Mistress “Oh, sick I am to see you, will you never let me be? You may be good for something, but you are…

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March By Alfred Edward Housman

March The Sun at noon to higher air, Unharnessing the silver Pair That late before his chariot swam, Rides on the gold wool of the…

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Along The Field As We Came By By Alfred Edward Housman

Along The Field As We Came By ALONG the field as we came by A year ago, my love and I, The aspen over stile…

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When The Eye Of Day Is Shut By Alfred Edward Housman

When The Eye Of Day Is Shut When the eye of day is shut, And the stars deny their beams, And about the forest hut…

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Terence, This Is Stupid Stuff By Alfred Edward Housman

Terence, This Is Stupid Stuff “Terence, this is stupid stuff! You eat your victuals fast enough; There can’t be much amiss, ’tis clear, To see…

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I; Easter Hymn By Alfred Edward Housman

I; Easter Hymn If in that Syrian garden, ages slain, You sleep, and know not you are dead in vain, Nor even in dreams behold…

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Xxviii Now Dreary Dawns The Eastern Light By Alfred Edward Housman

Xxviii Now Dreary Dawns The Eastern Light ow dreary dawns the eastern light, And fall of eve is drear, And cold the poor man lies…

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This Time Of Year A Twelvemonth Past By Alfred Edward Housman

This Time Of Year A Twelvemonth Past This time of year a twelvemonth past, When Fred and I would meet, We needs must jangle, till…

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On Moonlit Heath And Lonesome Bank By Alfred Edward Housman

On Moonlit Heath And Lonesome Bank On moonlit heath and lonesome bank The sheep beside me graze; And yon the gallows used to clank Fast…

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