Some men are more interesting than their books but my book is more interesting than its man.
A. E. HOUSMANThey 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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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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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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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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The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and man decree Laws for themselves and not for me.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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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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Three minutes thought would suffice to find this out; but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.
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Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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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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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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A moment’s thought would have shown him. But a moment is a long time, and thought is a painful process.
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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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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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Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour, He stood and counted them and cursed his luck; And then the clock collected in the tower Its strength, and struck.
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