There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then ’twas the Roman, now ’tis I.
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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The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover; Breath’s aware that will not keep. Up, lad: when the journey’s over then there’ll be time enough to sleep.
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White in the moon the long road lies.
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With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipped maiden And many a lightfoot lad.
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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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Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.
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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.
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Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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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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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.
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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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