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Sinners Rue by A. E. Housman
I walked alone and thinking,And faint the nightwind blewAnd stirred on mounds at crosswaysThe flower of sinners rue. Where the…
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Soldier from the wars returning by A. E. Housman
Soldier from the wars returning,Spoiler of the taken town,Here is ease that asks not earning;Turn you in and sit you…
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Spring Morning by A. E. Housman
Spring Morning was published in Housman’s second poetry collection, Last Poems (1922), following his first volume, A Shropshire Lad (1896).An…
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Tell me not here, it needs not saying by A. E. Housman
Tell me not here, it needs not saying,What tune the enchantress playsIn aftermaths of soft SeptemberOr under blanching mays,For she…
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The chestnut casts his flambeaux by A. E. Housman
The chestnut casts his flambeaux, and the flowersStream from the hawthorn on the wind away,The doors clap to, the pane…
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The Culprit by A. E. Housman
The night my father got meHis mind was not on me;He did not plague his fancyTo muse if I should…
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The Deserter by A. E. Housman
“What sound awakened me, I wonder,For now tis dumb.”“Wheels on the road most like, or thunder:Lie down; twas not the…
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The fairies break their dances by A. E. Housman
The fairies break their dancesAnd leave the printed lawn,And up from India glancesThe silver sail of dawn. The candles burn…
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The First Of May by A. E. Housman
Most famous for his collection known as A Shropshire Lad, Cambridge-educated Latin scholar and poet, A.E. Housman believed in the…
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The half-moon westers low, my love by A. E. Housman
The half-moon westers low, my love,And the wind brings up the rain;And wide apart lie we, my love,And seas between…
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