A Shropshire Lad – XLVIII
- Poetry
A Shropshire Lad – XLVIII by A. E. Housman
Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle,Earth and high heaven are fixt of old and…
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Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle,Earth and high heaven are fixt of old and…
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