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.
A. E. HOUSMANThe 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.
More A. E. Housman Quotes
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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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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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White in the moon the long road lies.
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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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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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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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Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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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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Do not ever read books about versification: no poet ever learnt it that way. If you are going to be a poet, it will come to you naturally and you will pick up all you need from reading poetry.
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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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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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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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Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young.
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