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.
A. E. HOUSMANEven 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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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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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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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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That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
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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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Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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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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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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