Here Dead We Lie by Alfred Edward Housman

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Here Dead We Lie

Here dead we lie
Because we did not choose
To live and shame the land
From which we sprung.

Life, to be sure,
Is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is,
And we were young.

Alfred Edward Housman

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Adeniyi Andu (2/2/2008 10:35:00 AM)
Life means different things to different people. Life doesn't mean happiness and victory at all times, but still we simply move on. Why? Because there is the ideal which drives them. The words 'Because we did not choose to live' seem to imply that he has control over his life and death, of which he doesn't even nearly have.

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