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. HOUSMANThat is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
More A. E. Housman Quotes
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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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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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Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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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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Oh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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And how am I to face the odds Of man’s bedevilment and God’s? I, a stranger and afraid In a world I never made.
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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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