A Shropshire Lad – LX
- Poetry
A Shropshire Lad – LX by A. E. Housman
Now hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are guttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your pack,And leave your friends and…
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Now hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are guttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your pack,And leave your friends and…
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