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A. E. Housman: On the idle hill of summer,
On the idle hill of summer, Sleepy with the flow of streams, Far I hear the steady drummer Drumming like a noise in dreams.Far and near and low and louder On the roads of earth go by, Dear…A. E. Housman: On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.'Twould blow like this through holt…A. E. Housman: On your midnight pallet lying
On your midnight pallet lying Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark should sigh no more; Night should ease a lover's sorrow; Therefore, since I go to-…A. E. Housman: Others, I am not the first,
Others, I am not the first, Have willed more mischief than they durst: If in the breathless night I too Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.More than I, if truth were told, Have stood and sweated…A. E. Housman: Say, lad, have you things to do?
Say, lad, have you things to do? Quick then, while your day's at prime. Quick, and if 'tis work for two, Here am I, man: now's your time.Send me now, and I shall go; Call me, I shall hear…A. E. Housman: Shot? so quick, so clean an ending?
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill for mending, 'Twas best to take it to the grave.Oh you had forethought, you could reason,…A. E. Housman: "Terence, this is stupid stuff:
"Terence, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see the rate you drink your beer. But oh, good Lord, the verse you make, It gives…A. E. Housman: The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair,
The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair, There's men from the barn and the forge and the mill and the fold, The lads for the girls and the lads for the liquor are there,…A. E. Housman: The street sounds to the soldiers' tread,
The street sounds to the soldiers' tread, And out we troop to see: A single redcoat turns his head, He turns and looks at me.My man, from sky to sky's so far, We never crossed before; Such…A. E. Housman: The winds out of the west land blow,
The winds out of the west land blow, My friends have breathed them there; Warm with the blood of lads I know Comes east the sighing air.It fanned their temples, filled their lungs,…Trending
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