Alfred Edward Housman
Alfred Edward Housman Quotes
''“The heart from out the bosomA.E. Housman
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”''
''“Stars, I have seen them fall,A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad
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.” ''
''“Give me a land of boughs in leafA.E. Housman
A land of trees that stand;
Where trees are fallen there is grief;
I love no leafless land.” ''
''“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."A.E. Housman, Selected Prose
(Introductory lecture as professor of Latin at University College, London, 3 October 1892)” ''
''“All knots that lovers tieA.E. Housman, More Poems
Are tied to sever.
Here shall your sweetheart lie,
Untrue for ever.” ''
''“Could man be drunk for everA.E. Housman, The Collected Poems
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.” ''
''“The thoughts of othersA.E. Housman, More Poems
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.” ''
''“Therefore, since the world has stillA.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad
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.” ''
''“Who made the world I cannot tell;A.E. Housman, More Poems
Tis made, and here I am in hell.” ''
''“Now hollow fires burn out to black,A.E. Housman
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.” ''
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Farewell To Barn And Stack And Tree
"Farewell to barn and stack and tree,
Farewell to Severn shore.
Terence, look your last at me,
For I come home no more.
"The sun burns on the half-mown hill,
By now the blood is dried;
And Maurice amongst the hay lies still
And my knife is in his side.
"My mother thinks us long away;
'Tis time the field were mown.
She had two sons at rising day,
To-night she'll be alone.
"And here's a bloody hand to shake,
And oh, man, here's good-bye;
We'll sweat no more on scythe and rake,
My bloody hands and I.
"I wish you ...
Wake: the silver dusk returning
Up the beach of darkness brims,
And the ship of sunrise burning
Strands upon the eastern rims.
Wake: the vaulted shadow shatters,
Trampled to the floor it spanned,
And the tent of night in tatters
Straws the sky-pavilioned land.