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Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

From Far, From Eve and Morning


From far, from eve and morning
And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
Blew hither: here am I.

Now-- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet disperse apart--
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.

Speak now, and I will answer;
How shall I help you, say;
Ere to the wind's twelve quarters
I take my endless way.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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