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Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.
A. E. Housman
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A. E. Housman
Age: 77 †
Born: 1859
Born: January 1
Died: 1936
Died: January 1
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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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Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, Know you why you cannot rest? 'Tis that every mother's son Travails with a skeleton. Lie down in the bed of dust Bear the fruit that bear you must Bring the eternal seed to light, And morn is all the same as night.
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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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Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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And how am I to face the odds Of man's bedevilment and God's? I, a stranger and afraid In a world I never made.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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These, in the day when heaven was falling, The hour when earth's foundations fled, Followed their mercenary calling And took their wages and are dead. The British regulars who made the retreat from Mons, beginning August 24, 1914.
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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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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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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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