E. Housman
E. Housman
brute certainty cursed hopeful plans sat tempest whatever
We for a certainty are not the first have sat in taverns while the tempest hurled their hopeful plans to emptiness, and cursed whatever brute and blackguard made the world.
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
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.
comfort lad luck small
Little is the luck I've had, And oh, 'tis comfort small - To think that many another lad - Has had no luck at all
coloured hear high love morning sunday
Here of a Sunday morning / My love and I would lie, / And see the coloured counties, / And hear the larks so high / About us in the sky.
blew eve knit life morning stuff
From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither: here am I
blew eve knit life morning stuff
From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither: here am I
land lie though
No change, though you lie under / The land you used to plough.
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.
clean love
Oh, when I was in love with you, / Then I was clean and brave.
fine next oh shall year
May will be fine next year as like as not: / Oh ay, but then we shall be twenty-four.
earth sea turning wears
Made of earth and sea / His overcoat for ever, / And wears the turning globe.
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.