The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
A. E. HOUSMANOh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.
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Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young.
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Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under blanching mays, For she and I were long acquainted And I knew all her ways.
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June suns, you cannot store them To warm the winter’s cold, The lad that hopes for heaven Shall fill his mouth with mould.
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White in the moon the long road lies.
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Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.
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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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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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The thoughts of others Were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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