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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.

A. E. Housman

This is for all ill-treated fellows Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they’re in trouble And I am not.
A. E. HOUSMAN
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.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Arrogant Greatness Hero Himself Lonely Man Misery Poet
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.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Cup Drink Eat Meat
Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Goodness Sick World
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
In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
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Conceal Country Cunning
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World
Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Faith Grass Leave Myself Stone Wonder
With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipped maiden And many a lightfoot lad.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Friendship Heart Maidan
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
I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Agree Discuss Fact Feeling One Liner Right Word Wrong
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.
A. E. HOUSMAN

Act Experience Memory Morning Poetry Skin Teaching
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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Boundation Feel Lover Lying Night Power Satisfy Self Esteem Sleep Try
To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
A. E. HOUSMAN

I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.

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