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Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.

A. E. Housman

The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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Beer Dust Eternity Exploit Hurry Inspirational Literature Reality Reveal Sky True
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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Action Field Long Play Tune
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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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Earth Heaven High Strong
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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Some men are more interesting than their books but my book is more interesting than its man.
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Book Interesting Man Men
I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Agree Discuss Fact Feeling One Liner Right Word Wrong
There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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Fence Halt Happiness Happy Joy Mind Satisfy Soul
I think that to transfuse emotion – not to transmit thought but to set up in the reader’s sense a vibration corresponding to what was felt by the writer – is the peculiar function of poetry.
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Emotion Poetry Reader Transmit
That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
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Content Lost Myself Plain Shine
All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Human Knowledge Precious Service
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
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Animal Definition Myself Poetry
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
The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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Break Dance Leaving Print
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
To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way

Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.

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