XI: Yonder See the Morning Blink (A E Housman Poems)
Yonder see the morning blink: The sun is up, and up must I,To wash and dress and eat and drinkAnd ...
Yonder see the morning blink: The sun is up, and up must I,To wash and dress and eat and drinkAnd ...
From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither: here ...
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 ...
He stood, and heard the steeple Sprinkle the quarters on the morning town. One, two, three, four, to market-place and ...
These, in the day when heaven was falling,The hour when earth's foundations fled,Followed their mercenary callingAnd took their wages and ...
The half-moon westers low, my love, And the wind brings up the rain;And wide apart lie we, my love, And ...
Good creatures, do you love your lives And have you ears for sense?Here is a knife like other knives, That ...
Crossing alone the nighted ferry With the one coin for fee,Whom, on the wharf of Lethe waiting, Count you to ...
Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack, And leave ...
ow dreary dawns the eastern light, And fall of eve is drear,And cold the poor man lies at night, And ...
Stay, if you list, O passer by the way;Yet night approaches; better not to stay. I never sigh, nor flush, ...
You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover's say, And happy is ...
The sloe was lost in flower, The April elm was dim;That was the lover's hour, The hour for lies and ...
Oh, when I was in love with you,Then I was clean and brave,And miles around the wonder grewHow well did ...
Could man be drunk for ever With liquor, love, or fights, Lief should I rouse at morning And lief lie ...
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze.I ...
When the bells justle in the tower The hollow night amid,Then on my tongue the taste is sour Of all ...
On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark ...
'Tis time, I think, by Wenlock town The golden broom should blow; The hawthorn sprinkled up and down Should charge ...
It nods and curtseys and recovers When the wind blows above, The nettle on the graves of lovers That hanged ...
Far in a western brookland That bred me long ago The poplars stand and tremble By pools I used to ...
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 ...
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 ...
When I came last to Ludlow Amidst the moonlight pale, Two friends kept step beside me, Two honest friends and ...
The rainy Pleiads wester, Orion plunges prone, The stroke of midnight ceases And I lie down alone. The rainy Pleiads ...
Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers Are lying in field and lane, With dandelions to tell the hours That ...
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