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Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young.

A. E. Housman

I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover; Breath’s aware that will not keep. Up, lad: when the journey’s over then there’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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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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They say my verse is sad: no wonder; Its narrow measure spans Tears of eternity, and sorrow, Not mine. but man’s.
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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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Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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