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Fancy's Knell Fancy's Knell

Fancy's Knell
When lads were home from labour At Abdon under Clee, A man would call his neighbor And both would send for me. And where the light in lances Across the mead was laid, There to the dances I fetched my flute and played. Ours were idle pleasures,... Poems - Post by : netlink - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1808

Tell Me Not Here, It Needs Not Saying Tell Me Not Here, It Needs Not Saying

Tell Me Not Here, It Needs Not Saying
Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under blanching mays, For she and I were long acquainted And I knew all her ways. On russet floors, by waters idle, The pine lets fall its cone; The cuckoo shouts all day at... Poems - Post by : goldenbee - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 3291

When Summer's End Is Nighing When Summer's End Is Nighing

When Summer's End Is Nighing
When summer's end is nighing And skies at evening cloud, I muse on change and fortune And all the feats I vowed When I was young and proud. The weathercock at sunset Would lose the slanted ray, And I would climb the beacon That looked to Wales away... Poems - Post by : OzMktg - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 785

Oh Stay At Home, My Lad, And Plough Oh Stay At Home, My Lad, And Plough

Oh Stay At Home, My Lad, And Plough
Oh stay at home, my lad, and plough The land and not the sea, And leave the soldiers at their drill, And all about the idle hill Shepherd your sheep with me. Oh stay with company and mirth And daylight and the air; Too full already is the grave Of fellows that were good and brave... Poems - Post by : shudek - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1819

Epitaph On An Army Of Mercenaries Epitaph On An Army Of Mercenaries

Epitaph On An Army Of Mercenaries
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. Their shoulders held the sky suspended; They stood, and earth's foundations stay; What God abandoned, these defended, And saved the sum of things for pay.(The end)A. E. Housman's poem: Epitaph On An... Poems - Post by : jtmjr21218 - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1286

Revolution Revolution

Revolution
West and away the wheels of darkness roll, Day's beamy banner up the east is borne, Spectres and fears, the nightmare and her foal, Drown in the golden deluge of the morn. But over sea and continent from sight Safe to the Indies has the earth conveyed The vast and moon-eclipsing cone of night, Her towering foolscap... Poems - Post by : camperjohn64 - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 2417

When First My Way To Fair I Took When First My Way To Fair I Took

When First My Way To Fair I Took
When first my way to fair I took Few pence in purse had I, And long I used to stand and look At things I could not buy. Now times are altered: if I care To buy a thing, I can; The pence are here and here's the fair, But where's the lost young man?... Poems - Post by : ramalia7 - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 2009

When The Eye Of Day Is Shut When The Eye Of Day Is Shut

When The Eye Of Day Is Shut
When the eye of day is shut, And the stars deny their beams, And about the forest hut Blows the roaring wood of dreams, From deep clay, from desert rock, From the sunk sands of the main, Come not at my door to knock, Hearts that loved me not again. Sleep, be still,... Poems - Post by : Harjot_Kaleka - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 900

When I Would Muse In Boyhood When I Would Muse In Boyhood

When I Would Muse In Boyhood
When I would muse in boyhood The wild green woods among, And nurse resolves and fancies Because the world was young, It was not foes to conquer, Nor sweethearts to be kind, But it was friends to die for That I would seek and find. I sought them far and found them,... Poems - Post by : gerdom - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1471

Hell's Gate Hell's Gate

Hell's Gate
Onward led the road again Through the sad uncoloured plain Under twilight brooding dim, And along the utmost rim Wall and rampart risen to sight Cast a shadow not of night, And beyond them seemed to glow Bonfires lighted long ago. And my dark conductor broke Silence at my side and spoke, Saying, "You conjecture well: Yonder... Poems - Post by : lithotoyz - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 967

Sinner's Rue Sinner's Rue

Sinner's Rue
I walked alone and thinking, And faint the nightwind blew And stirred on mounds at crossways The flower of sinner's rue. Where the roads part they bury Him that his own hand slays, And so the weed of sorrow Springs at the four cross ways. By night I plucked it hueless,... Poems - Post by : showme48 - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1869

Wake Not For The World-heard Thunder Wake Not For The World-heard Thunder

Wake Not For The World-heard Thunder
Wake not for the world-heard thunder Nor the chime that earthquakes toll. Star may plot in heaven with planet, Lightning rive the rock of granite, Tempest tread the oakwood under: Fear not you for flesh nor soul. Marching, fighting, victory past, Stretch your limbs in peace at last. Stir not for the soldiers drilling... Poems - Post by : queenbee19 - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1098

Now Dreary Dawns The Eastern Light Now Dreary Dawns The Eastern Light

Now Dreary Dawns The Eastern Light
Now dreary dawns the eastern light, And fall of eve is drear, And cold the poor man lies at night, And so goes out the year. Little is the luck I've had, And oh, 'tis comfort small To think that many another lad Has had no luck at all.(The end)A. E. Housman's poem: Now Dreary Dawns The... Poems - Post by : DRWhaley - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 2327

The Sigh That Heaves The Grasses The Sigh That Heaves The Grasses

The Sigh That Heaves The Grasses
The sigh that heaves the grasses Whence thou wilt never rise Is of the air that passes And knows not if it sighs. The diamond tears adorning Thy low mound on the lea, Those are the tears of morning, That weeps, but not for thee.(The end)A. E. Housman's poem: Sigh That Heaves The Grasses... Poems - Post by : rolanddeckermd - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1711

The Half-moon Westers Low, My Love The Half-moon Westers Low, My Love

The Half-moon Westers Low, My Love
The half-moon westers low, my love, And the wind brings up the rain; And wide apart lie we, my love, And seas between the twain. I know not if it rains, my love, In the land where you do lie; And oh, so sound you sleep, my love, You know no more than I.(The end)A. E. Housman's... Poems - Post by : Barry_Garhammer - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 3197

In The Morning, In The Morning In The Morning, In The Morning

In The Morning, In The Morning
In the morning, in the morning, In the happy field of hay, Oh they looked at one another By the light of day. In the blue and silver morning On the haycock as they lay, Oh they looked at one another And they looked away.(The end)A. E. Housman's poem: In The Morning, In The Morning... Poems - Post by : ligiftware - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1570

The Oracles The Oracles

The Oracles
'Tis mute, the word they went to hear on high Dodona mountain When winds were in the oakenshaws and all the cauldrons tolled, And mute's the midland navel-stone beside the singing fountain, And echoes list to silence now where gods told lies of old. I took my question to the shrine that has not ceased from speaking, The heart within, that tells the truth and tells it twice as... Poems - Post by : 2kooll - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 3491

The Sloe Was Lost In Flower The Sloe Was Lost In Flower

The Sloe Was Lost In Flower
The sloe was lost in flower, The April elm was dim; That was the lover's hour, The hour for lies and him. If thorns are all the bower, If north winds freeze the fir, Why, 'tis another's hour, The hour for truth and her.(The end)A. E. Housman's poem: Sloe Was Lost In Flower... Poems - Post by : Lou_Roggio - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1740

The Fairies Break Their Dances The Fairies Break Their Dances

The Fairies Break Their Dances
The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn, And up from India glances The silver sail of dawn. The candles burn their sockets, The blinds let through the day, The young man feels his pockets And wonders what's to pay.(The end)A. E. Housman's poem: Fairies Break Their Dances... Poems - Post by : PajamaExecutive - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 1854

The Night Is Freezing Fast The Night Is Freezing Fast

The Night Is Freezing Fast
The night is freezing fast, To-morrow comes December; And winterfalls of old Are with me from the past; And chiefly I remember How Dick would hate the cold. Fall, winter, fall; for he, Prompt hand and headpiece clever,... Poems - Post by : Lynn_Lyons - Date : July 2011 - Author : A. E. Housman - Read : 3291