Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

White In The Moon The Long Road Lies - Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

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White in the moon the long road lies,
The moon stands blank above;
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.

Still hangs the hedge without a gust,
Still, still the shadows stay:
My feet upon the moonlit dust
Pursue the ceaseless way.

The world is round, so travellers tell,
And straight though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.

But ere the circle homeward hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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