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We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.

A. E. Housman

You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is the lover. ‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
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Death Excellence Friendship Live Lover Myself Smile
But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Cheer Doubt Ear Emotion Fear Scare Silence Sound Stop Worse
Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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Ability Himself Nature Thinking Writing
Great literature should do some good to the reader: must quicken his perception though dull, and sharpen his discrimination though blunt, and mellow the rawness of his personal opinions.
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Knowledge Literature Low Mad Opinion Perception Personal Stupid Thinking
Housman is one of my heroes and always has been. He was a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but and absolutely marvellous minor poet, I think, and a great scholar.
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Arrogant Greatness Hero Himself Lonely Man Misery Poet
Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.
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Fire Friend Hollow Light Shoulder
On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble;His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;The wind it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
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Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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Belief Believe Book Drink Food Greatness Hope Loyal Soul Today Worship Yesterday
To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way
Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour, He stood and counted them and cursed his luck; And then the clock collected in the tower Its strength, and struck.
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Collection Count Curse Himself Strength
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
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Animal Definition Myself Poetry
Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.
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Boundation Feel Lover Lying Night Power Satisfy Self Esteem Sleep Try
Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Earth Heaven High Strong
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.

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