Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
A. E. HOUSMANThe mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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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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The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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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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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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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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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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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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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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White in the moon the long road lies.
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Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
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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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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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