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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 Carpenter's Son
The Carpenter's Son"Here the hangman stops his cart: Now the best of friends must part. Fare you well, for ill fare I: Live, lads, and I will die.""Oh, at home had I but stayed 'Prenticed to…A. E. Housman: The Day of Battle
The Day of Battle"Far I hear the bugle blow To call me where I would not go, And the guns begin the song, 'Soldier, fly or stay for long.'""Comrade, if to turn and fly Made a soldier never…A. E. Housman: The Immortal Part
The Immortal PartWhen I meet the morning beam, Or lay me down at night to dream, I hear my bones within me say, "Another night, another day.""When shall this slough of sense be cast, This…A. E. Housman: The Isle of Portland
The Isle of PortlandThe star-filled seas are smooth to-night From France to England strown; Black towers above the Portland light The felon-quarried stone.On yonder island, not to rise,…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 Lent Lily
The Lent Lily'Tis spring; come out to ramble The hilly brakes around, For under thorn and bramble About the hollow ground The primroses are found.And there's the windflower chilly With…A. E. Housman: The Merry Guide
The Merry GuideOnce in the wind of morning I ranged the thymy wold; The world-wide air was azure And all the brooks ran gold.There through the dews beside me Behold a youth that trod, With…A. E. Housman: The New Mistress
The New Mistress"Oh, sick I am to see you, will you never let me be? You may be good for something, but you are not good for me. Oh, go where you are wanted, for you are not wanted here." And…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…