To justify God’s ways to man.
A. E. HOUSMANA moment’s thought would have shown him. But a moment is a long time, and thought is a painful process.
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The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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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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Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
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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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He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways.
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Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young.
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I think that to transfuse emotion – not to transmit thought but to set up in the reader’s sense a vibration corresponding to what was felt by the writer – is the peculiar function of poetry.
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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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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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Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.
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Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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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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