And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
A. E. HOUSMANJune 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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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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In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
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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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Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
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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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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is the lover. ‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
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And how am I to face the odds Of man’s bedevilment and God’s? I, a stranger and afraid In a world I never made.
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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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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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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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Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
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But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
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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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To justify God’s ways to man.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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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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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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Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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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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