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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.

A. E. Housman

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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Eyes Face Fear Lost Love Myself Sight
In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
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Conceal Country Cunning
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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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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Draw Happiness Meaning Perfection Poetry Understand
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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Business Chance Luck Motivation One Liner Think Thinking Trouble Young
And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Cheer Doubt Ear Emotion Fear Scare Silence Sound Stop Worse
The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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Average Conservatism Criticism Man
Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
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Act Experience Memory Morning Poetry Skin Teaching
Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young.
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Business Life Men Motivation Think Thinking Young
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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Born Dangerous Death Guilty Myself Road Shame Share Soul
They say my verse is sad: no wonder; Its narrow measure spans Tears of eternity, and sorrow, Not mine. but man’s.
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Apostles Culture Equality Grace Men Mindset Pleasure Saint World
All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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Knot Lover Sever Tie Untrue
You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is the lover. ‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
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Death Excellence Friendship Live Lover Myself Smile
Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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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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Fame Fleeting Lover Luck Thoughts Trouble
Some men are more interesting than their books but my book is more interesting than its man.
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Book Interesting Man Men

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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