Alfred Edward Housman
Poems of Alfred Edward Housman
|101.||XXVI: Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives||1/28/2014|
|102.||XXVI: The Half-Moon westers low my love||1/28/2014|
|103.||XXVIII: Now Dreary Dawns the Eastern Light||1/28/2014|
|104.||XXXII: When I would Muse in Boyhood||1/28/2014|
|105.||XXXIX: Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town||1/28/2014|
|106.||XXXV: When first my Way to Fair I Took||1/28/2014|
|108.||You Smile Upon Your Friend To-Day||1/3/2003|
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 that was all the farewell when I parted from my dear.
"I will go where I am wanted, to a lady born and bred
Who will dress me free for nothing in a uniform of red;
She will not be sick to see me if I only keep it clean:
I will go where I am wanted for a soldier of the Queen.