When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
A. E. HOUSMANAnd silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
More A. E. Housman Quotes
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Here dead lie we because we did not choose to live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; but young men think it is, and we were young.
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Who made the world I cannot tell; ‘Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
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Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
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The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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But if you ever come to a road where danger; Or guilt or anguish or shame’s to share. Be good to the lad who loves you true, And the soul that was born to die for you; And whistle and I’ll be there.
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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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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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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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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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Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
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Three minutes thought would suffice to find this out; but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.
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Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies, But keep your fancy free.
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Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.
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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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