And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
A. E. HOUSMAN- Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
More A. E. Housman Quotes
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
A. E. HOUSMANAnd malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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This is for all ill-treated fellows Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they’re in trouble And I am not.
A. E. HOUSMANThis is for all ill-treated fellows Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they’re in trouble And I am not.
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Who made the world I cannot tell; ‘Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
A. E. HOUSMANWho made the world I cannot tell; ‘Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
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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.
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.
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To justify God’s ways to man.
A. E. HOUSMANTo justify God’s ways to man.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
A. E. HOUSMANI do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
A. E. HOUSMANAle, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
A. E. HOUSMANOh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
A. E. HOUSMANThere, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
A. E. HOUSMANThe mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
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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.
A. E. HOUSMANWe 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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The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
A. E. HOUSMANThe rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
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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.
A. E. HOUSMANHis folly has not fellow Beneath the blue of day That gives to man or woman His heart and soul away.
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Great literature should do some good to the reader: must quicken his perception though dull, and sharpen his discrimination though blunt, and mellow the rawness of his personal opinions.
A. E. HOUSMANGreat literature should do some good to the reader: must quicken his perception though dull, and sharpen his discrimination though blunt, and mellow the rawness of his personal opinions.
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White in the moon the long road lies.
A. E. HOUSMANWhite in the moon the long road lies.
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