Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
A. E. HOUSMANStars, 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.
More A. E. Housman Quotes
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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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You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is the lover. ‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
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The 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.
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Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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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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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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The 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.
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When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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White in the moon the long road lies.
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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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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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To justify God’s ways to man.
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