XLI: In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad (A E Housman Poems)
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
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 ...
On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark ...
On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark ...
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
"Clunton and Clunbury, Clungunford and Clun, Are the quietest places Under the sun." In valleys of springs and rivers, By ...
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
Look not in my eyes, for fear Thy mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face ...
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