Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
A. E. HOUSMANHousman is one of my heroes and always has been. He was a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but and absolutely marvellous minor poet, I think, and a great scholar.
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In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
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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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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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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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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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The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.
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Housman is one of my heroes and always has been. He was a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but and absolutely marvellous minor poet, I think, and a great scholar.
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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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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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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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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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