Literature
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A Shropshire Lad – XXX by A. E. Housman
Others, I am not the first,Have willed more mischief than they durst:If in the breathless night I tooShiver now, ‘tis…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXI by A. E. Housman
On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble;His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;The gale, it plies the saplings double,And thick on…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXII by A. E. Housman
From far, from eve and morningAnd yon twelve-winded sky,The stuff of life to knit meBlew hither: here am I. Now-…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXIII by A. E. Housman
If truth in hearts that perishCould move the powers on high,I think the love I bear youShould make you not…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXIV – The New Mistress by A. E. Housman
The New Mistress was published in Housman’s collection of 63 poems in A Shropshire Lad (1896). Housman self-published the book…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXIX by A. E. Housman
‘Tis time, I think by Wenlock townThe golden broom should blow;The hawthorn sprinkled up and downShould charge the land with…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXV by A. E. Housman
On the idle hill of summer,Sleepy with the flow of streams,Far I hear the steady drummerDrumming like a noise in…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXVI by A. E. Housman
White in the moon the long road lies,The moon stands blank above;White in the moon the long road liesThat leads…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXVII by A. E. Housman
As through the wild green hills of WyreThe train ran, changing sky and shire,And far behind, a fading crest,Low in…
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A Shropshire Lad – XXXVIII by A. E. Housman
The winds out of the west land blow,My friends have breathed them there;Warm with the blood of lads I knowComes…
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