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 ...
Horace, Odes, iv, 7The snows are fled away, leaves on the shawsAnd grasses in the mead renew their birth,The river ...
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns ...
On moonlit heath and lonesome bank The sheep beside me graze; And yon the gallows used to clank Fast by ...
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress playsIn aftermaths of soft September Or under blanching ...
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, ...
In summertime on BredonThe bells they sound so clear;Round both the shires they ring themIn steeples far and near,A happy ...
I 'listed at home for a lancer, Oh who would not sleep with the brave?I 'listed at home for a ...
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists?And what has he been after that they groan ...
The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair, There's men from the barn and the forge ...
Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands ...
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 ...
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists?And what has he been after that they groan ...
When Israel out of Egypt came Safe in the sea they trod;By day in cloud, by night in flame, Went ...
Wake not for the world-heard thunder, Nor the chimes that earthquakes toll; Stars may plot in heaven with planet, Lightning ...
Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle, Earth and high heaven are fixt of old ...
For these of old the trader Unpearled the Indian seas,The nations of the nadir Were diamondless for these; A people ...
The shades of night were falling fastAnd the rain was falling faster,When through an Alpine village passedAn Alpine village pastor;A ...
Star and coronal and bell April underfoot renews,And the hope of man as well Flowers among the morning dews.Now the ...
The laws of God, the laws of man,He may keep that will and can;Not I: let God and man decreeLaws ...
'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, ...
Bring, in this timeless grave to throw, No cypress, sombre on the snow; Snap not from the bitter yew His ...
At the door of my own little hovel, Reading a novel I sat; And as I ...
Oh hard is the bed they have made him, And common the blanket and cheap;But there he will lie as ...
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