A Shropshire Lad – VII
- Poetry
A Shropshire Lad – VII by A. E. Housman
When smoke stood up from Ludlow,And mist blew off from Teme,And blithe afield to ploughingAgainst the morning beamI strode beside…
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When smoke stood up from Ludlow,And mist blew off from Teme,And blithe afield to ploughingAgainst the morning beamI strode beside…
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