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 ...
The chestnut casts his flambeaux, and the flowers Stream from the hawthorn on the wind away, The doors clap to, ...
`What sound awakened me, I wonder, For now 'tis dumb.'`Wheels on the road most like, or thunder: Lie down; 'twas ...
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns ...
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
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 lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair, There's men from the barn and the forge ...
The rain, it streams on stone and hillock, The boot clings to the clay.Since all is done that's due and ...
Oh, sick I am to see you, will you never let me be? You may be good for something, but ...
Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle, Earth and high heaven are fixt of old ...
The laws of God, the laws of man,He may keep that will and can;Not I: let God and man decreeLaws ...
Star and coronal and bell April underfoot renews,And the hope of man as well Flowers among the morning dews.Now the ...
'Tis five years since, `An end,' said I;`I'll march no further, time to die.All's lost; no worse has heaven to ...
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings double, ...
The queen she sent to look for me, The sergeant he did say,'Young man, a soldier will you be For ...
Because I liked you better Than suits a man to say,It irked you, and I promised To throw the thought ...
Because I liked you better Than suits a man to say, It irked you, and I promised To throw the ...
When Adam walked in Eden young, Happy, 'tis writ, was he,While high the fruit of knowledge hung Unbitten on the ...
When first my way to fair I took Few pence in purse had I,And long I used to stand and ...
It is no gift I tender, A loan is all I can;But do not scorn the lender; Man gets no ...
The street sounds to the soldiers' tread, And out we troop to see: A single redcoat turns his head, He ...
I promise nothing: friends will part; All things may end, for all began;And truth and singleness of heart Are mortal ...
Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack, And leave ...
It nods and curtseys and recovers When the wind blows above, The nettle on the graves of lovers That hanged ...
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
Westward on the high-hilled plains Where for me the world began, Still, I think, in newer veins Frets the changeless ...
High the vanes of Shrewsbury gleam Islanded in Severn stream; The bridges from the steepled crest Cross the water east ...
Say, lad, have you things to do? Quick then, while your day's at prime. Quick, and if 'tis work for ...
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