LXII: Terence, This is Stupid Stuff (A E Housman Poems)
Terence, this is stupid stuff! You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
Terence, this is stupid stuff! You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
The time you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place; Man and boy stood cheering by, ...
I 'listed at home for a lancer, Oh who would not sleep with the brave?I 'listed at home for a ...
The rain, it streams on stone and hillock, The boot clings to the clay.Since all is done that's due and ...
When Israel out of Egypt came Safe in the sea they trod;By day in cloud, by night in flame, Went ...
O thou that from thy mansion Through time and place to roam,Dost send abroad thy children, And then dost call ...
Home is the sailor, home from sea: Her far-borne canvas furledThe ship pours shining on the quay The plunder of ...
The winds out of the west land blow, My friends have breathed them there; Warm with the blood of lads ...
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
Oh stay at home, my lad, and plough The land and not the sea, And leave the soldiers at their ...
"Here the hangman stops his cart: Now the best of friends must part. Fare you well, for ill fare I: ...
As through the wild green hills of Wyre The train ran, changing sky and shire, And far behind, a fading ...
"Far I hear the bugle blow To call me where I would not go, And the guns begin the song, ...
The time you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place; Man and boy stood cheering by, ...
'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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