E. Housman
E. Housman
ask lovers lying night sleep turns whom
Lovers lying two by two / Ask not whom they sleep beside, / And the bridegroom all night through / Never turns him to the bride.
lying sleep night
Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.
sleep journey enough
When the journey's over/There'll be time enough to sleep.
stupid humorous sleep
Terence, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see the rate you drink your beer. But oh, good Lord, the verse you make, It gives a chap the belly-ache. The cow, the old cow, she is dead; It sleeps well the horned head: We poor lads, 'tis our turn now To hear such tunes as killed the cow. Pretty friendship 'tis to rhyme Your friends to death before their time. Moping, melancholy mad: Come, pipe a tune to dance to, lad.
gone london sights year
In my fourteenth year I had gone up to London for the first time, to see as many of the sights as could be got into a fortnight.
bright carry die glory lads
They carry back bright to the coiner the mintage of man, / The lads that will die in their glory and never be old.
god neck
A neck God made for other use / Than strangling in a string.
falls further hopeless past sight touch west
Ensanguining the skies, How heavily it dies, Into the west away; Past touch and sight and sound, Not further to be found, How hopeless under ground, Falls the remorseful day
golden heart maiden
With rue my heart is laden / For golden friends I had, / For many a rose-lipt maiden / And many a lightfoot lad.
lay notion range time within
At that time I had no notion that I should ever come to live in Somerset - to live actually within the range of what then lay before me.
lads lays thinking
Think no more; 'tis only thinking / Lays lads underground.
clock collected strength tower
And then the clock collected in the tower / Its strength and struck.
bears falling feather folly
And the feather pate of folly / Bears the falling of the sky.
fellows trouble
This is for all ill-treated fellows - Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they're in trouble And I am not