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 ...
'TWAS at the time the moon's broad shieldShone 'midst the vaulted skies,While trembling round, in regal state,The starry myriads rise.Her ...
JOHN, oh John,Thou honourable birdSun-peering eagle.Taking a bird's-eye viewEven of Calvary and ResurrectionNot to speak of Babylon's whoredom.High over the ...
In days gone by, the poets wrote Sweet verses to the ladies fair; Described the nightingale's clear ...
The fishermen bade their wives farewell, (The sun floated merry up the morning) They sang, to the rhythm of the ...
H'it's h'easy to be 'appy,Don't you know;There's no sense in being snappy,Don't you know;Wot's the use h'of being grumpy,H'or a ...
NOVEMBER, 14, 1778.Come, clear thy studious looks awhile,'T is arrant treason nowTo wear that moping brow,When I, thy empress, bid ...
Ere the morn the East has crimsoned, When the stars are twinkling there,(As they did in Watts's Hymns, and Made ...
IT'S ALL in the way that you look at the world,It's all in the way that you do things,With laughter ...
OH, Madness! worst of ev'ry ill!'Twere mercy more the wretch to kill, Than thou should'st give the blow:Come racking ...
From the woods and the glossy green, With the wild thyme strewn;From the rivers whose crisped sheen Is kissed by ...
There is a jaggle of masonry here, on a small hill Above the gray-mouthed Pacific, cottages and a thick-walled tower, ...
'TERENCE, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
The foliage of autumn the leaves in their turning before their dying more alive than most So many going moping ...
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
'O cast away your sorrow; -- A while, at least, be gay! If grief must come tomorrow, At least, be ...
STILL anxious to secure your partial favour, And not less anxious, sure, this night, than ever, A Prologue, Epilogue, or ...
Five-and-twenty years have gone Since old William pollexfen Laid his strong bones down in death By his wife Elizabeth In ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
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