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.
A. E. HOUSMANGive 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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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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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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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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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies, But keep your fancy free.
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That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
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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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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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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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We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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