A Shropshire Lad – XIV
- Poetry
A Shropshire Lad – XIV by A. E. Housman
There pass the careless peopleThat call their souls their own:Here by the road I loiter,How idle and alone. Ah, past…
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There pass the careless peopleThat call their souls their own:Here by the road I loiter,How idle and alone. Ah, past…
Read More »