Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

With Rue My Heart Is Laden


With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a lightfoot lad.

By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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