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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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A. E. Housman
Age: 77 †
Born: 1859
Born: January 1
Died: 1936
Died: January 1
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Mithridates, he died old. Housman's passage is based on the belief of the ancients that Mithridates the Great [c. 135-63 B.C.] had so saturated his body with poisons that none could injure him. When captured by the Romans he tried in vain to poison himself, then ordered a Gallic mercenary to kill him.
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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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In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
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Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away Give pearls away and rubies, But keep your fancy free.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.
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We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.
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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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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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The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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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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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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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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Oh, 'tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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When the journey's over/There'll be time enough to sleep.
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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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The bells they sound on Bredon, And still the steeples hum. Come all to church, good people- Oh, noisy bells, be dumb I hear you, I will come.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man.
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Happy bridegroom, Hesper brings All desired and timely things. All whom morning sends to roam, Hesper loves to lead them home. Home return who him behold, Child to mother, sheep to fold, Bird to nest from wandering wide: Happy bridegroom, seek your bride.
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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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