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The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.

A. E. Housman

The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Break Dance Leaving Print
Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Believe Greatness Hope Loyal Lying Soul Today Worship Yesterday
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
The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Alone Hatton Lying Midnight Orion Prone Rain Strike Wester
But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
A. E. HOUSMAN
Who made the world I cannot tell; ‘Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Hands Hell Myself World
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
A. E. HOUSMAN
All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Human Knowledge Precious Service
To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way
They put arsenic in his meat And stared aghast to watch him eat; They poured strychnine in his cup And shook to see him drink it up.
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Cup Drink Eat Meat
Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Eyes Face Fear Lost Love Myself Sight
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
Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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Dance Drink World
Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
A. E. HOUSMAN
The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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Average Conservatism Criticism Man
Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Goodness Sick World

The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.

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