The Lads In Their Hundreds By Alfred Edward Housman

The Lads In Their Hundreds The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair, There’s men from the barn and the forge…

Shot; So Quick, So Clean An Ending By Alfred Edward Housman

Shot; So Quick, So Clean An Ending Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not…

Oh Who Is That Young Sinner By Alfred Edward Housman

Oh Who Is That Young Sinner Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists? And what has he been after that…

Oh, See How Thick The Goldcup Flowers By Alfred Edward Housman

Oh, See How Thick The Goldcup Flowers Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers Are lying in field and lane, With dandelions to tell the…

1887 – Alfred Edward Housman

From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns And beacons burn again. Look…