I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
A. E. HOUSMANTo justify God’s ways to man.
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The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
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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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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.
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They carry back bright to the coiner the mintage of man,The lads that will die in their glory and never be old.
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Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out. Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.
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Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
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June suns, you cannot store them To warm the winter’s cold, The lad that hopes for heaven Shall fill his mouth with mould.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.
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I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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This 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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But if you ever come to a road where danger; Or guilt or anguish or shame’s to share. Be good to the lad who loves you true, And the soul that was born to die for you; And whistle and I’ll be there.
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Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.
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