Poetry
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Epitaph On An Army Of Mercenaries by A. E. Housman
Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries, is perhaps the best known from his second poetry collection, Last Poems (1922). His…
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Epithalamium by A. E. Housman
He is here, Uranias son,Hymen come from Helicon;God that glads the lovers heart,He is here to join and part.So the…
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Fancys Knell by A. E. Housman
When lads were home from labourAt Abdon under Clee,A man would call his neighborAnd both would send for me.And where…
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Grenadier by A. E. Housman
The Queen she sent to look for me,The sergeant he did say,Young man, a soldier will you beFor thirteen pence…
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Hell’s Gate by A. E. Housman
Onward led the road againThrough the sad uncoloured plainUnder twilight brooding dim,And along the utmost rimWall and rampart risen to…
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Here dead lie we by A. E. Housman
Here dead lie we was Housman’s reflection after World War I. Published in The Collected Poems of A.E. Housman (1922)…
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Her strong enchantments failing by A. E. Housman
Her strong enchantments failing,Her towers of fear in wreck,Her limbecks dried of poisonsAnd the knife at her neck, The Queen…
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Illic Jacet by A. E. Housman
Oh hard is the bed they have made him,And common the blanket and cheap;But there he will lie as they…
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In Midnights of November by A. E. Housman
In midnights of November,When Dead Mans Fair is nigh,And danger in the valley,And anger in the sky, Around the huddling…
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In the morning, in the morning by A. E. Housman
In the morning, in the morning,In the happy field of hay,Oh they looked at one anotherBy the light of day.…
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