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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.

A. E. Housman

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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Collection Count Curse Himself Strength
But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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Break Dance Leaving Print
Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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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
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.
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Die Drop Fall Sky Stars
When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Sleep Time
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.
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Hands Hell Myself World
All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Human Knowledge Precious Service
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
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
I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World
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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Concur Glory Knowledge Literature Man Masterwork Men P Writing
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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Deep Feeling Light Love Lover Luck Thought Understand
Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
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Goodness Sick World

I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.

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