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Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.

A. E. Housman

Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
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Act Experience Memory Morning Poetry Skin Teaching
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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Fame Fleeting Lover Luck Thoughts Trouble
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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Grief Land Love Myself Stand Tree
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
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways.
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Hands Life Myself Stand Stay Ways Wonder
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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Heaven Himself Hope Store Warm
Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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Drink Fellow Hurt
I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Choose Rid Words
The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
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Happiness Happy Joy Mind Satisfy Soul
His folly has not fellow Beneath the blue of day That gives to man or woman His heart and soul away.
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Day Heart Himself Man Soul Woman
When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Limit Order Rich Sleep Struggle Success Time
This is for all ill-treated fellows Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they’re in trouble And I am not.
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They say my verse is sad: no wonder; Its narrow measure spans Tears of eternity, and sorrow, Not mine. but man’s.
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Apostles Culture Equality Grace Men Mindset Pleasure Saint World
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
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Animal Definition Myself Poetry
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.
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Bloom Flower Nature Tree
Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover; Breath’s aware that will not keep. Up, lad: when the journey’s over then there’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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