Author: A E Housman

Ho, everyone that thirsteth And hath the price to give, Come to the stolen waters, Drink and your soul shall […]

Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the […]

When the lad for longing sighs, Mute and dull of cheer and pale, If at death’s own door he lies, […]

You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is […]

Look not in my eyes, for fear Thy mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face […]

There pass the careless people That call their souls their own: Here by the road I loiter, How idle and […]

“Far I hear the bugle blow To call me where I would not go, And the guns begin the song, […]

Westward on the high-hilled plains Where for me the world began, Still, I think, in newer veins Frets the changeless […]

The stinging nettle only Will still be found to stand: The numberless, the lonely, The thronger of the land, The […]

Think no more, lad; laugh, be jolly: Why should men make haste to die? Empty heads and tongues a-talking Make […]