Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

Xxvi: Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives - Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

Good creatures, do you love your lives
And have you ears for sense?
Here is a knife like other knives,
That cost me eighteen pence.

I need but stick it in my heart
And down will come the sky,
And earth's foundations will depart
And all you folk will die.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 28, 2014



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