In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
A. E. HOUSMANTell 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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Oh 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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There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then ’twas the Roman, now ’tis I.
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Do not ever read books about versification: no poet ever learnt it that way. If you are going to be a poet, it will come to you naturally and you will pick up all you need from reading poetry.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Give me a land of boughs in leaf A land of trees that stand; Where trees are fallen there is grief; I love no leafless land.
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Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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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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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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They carry back bright to the coiner the mintage of man,The lads that will die in their glory and never be old.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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