Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

Alfred Edward Housman Quotes

  • ''“The heart from out the bosom
    Was never given in vain
    But bought with sighs aplenty
    And sold for endless rue
    And now I am two and twenty
    And oh tis true, tis true”''
    A.E. Housman
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  • ''“Stars, I have seen them fall,
    But when they drop and die
    No star is lost at all
    From all the star-sown sky.
    The toil of all that be
    Helps not the primal fault;
    It rains into the sea
    And still the sea is salt.” ''
    A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad
  • ''“Give me a land of boughs in leaf
    A land of trees that stand;
    Where trees are fallen there is grief;
    I love no leafless land.” ''
    A.E. Housman
  • ''“The sum of things to be known is inexhaustible, and however long we read, we shall never come to the end of our story-book."

    (Introductory lecture as professor of Latin at University College, London, 3 October 1892)” ''
    A.E. Housman, Selected Prose
  • ''“All knots that lovers tie
    Are tied to sever.
    Here shall your sweetheart lie,
    Untrue for ever.” ''
    A.E. Housman, More Poems
  • ''“Could man be drunk for ever
    With liquor, love, or fights,
    Lief should I rouse at morning
    And lief lie down of nights.

    But men at whiles are sober
    And think by fits and starts,
    And if they think, they fasten
    Their hands upon their hearts.” ''
    A.E. Housman, The Collected Poems
  • ''“The thoughts of others
    Were light and fleeting,
    Of lovers meeting
    Or luck or fame.
    Mine were of trouble,
    And mine were steady;
    So I was ready
    When trouble came.” ''
    A.E. Housman, More Poems
  • ''“Therefore, since the world has still
    Much good, but much less good than ill,
    And while the sun and moon endure
    Lucks a chance, but troubles sure,
    Id face it as a wise man would,
    And train for ill and not for good.” ''
    A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad
  • ''“Who made the world I cannot tell;
    Tis made, and here I am in hell.” ''
    A.E. Housman, More Poems
  • ''“Now hollow fires burn out to black,
    And lights are fluttering low:
    Square your shoulders, lift your pack
    And leave your friends and go.
    O never fear, lads, naught’s to dread,
    Look not left nor right:
    In all the endless road you tread
    There’s nothing but the night.” ''
    A.E. Housman

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Best Poem of Alfred Edward Housman

To An Athlete Dying Young

The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.

To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.

Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.

Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has ...

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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.

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