AN A. E. HOUSMAN POEM FOR TODAY

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With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a lightfoot lad.

By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.

4 thoughts on “AN A. E. HOUSMAN POEM FOR TODAY

  1. Someone else likes Housman?! Here’s his soldiers’ epitaph:

    Here dead we lie because we did not choose
    To live and shame the land from which we sprung.
    Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose,
    But young men think it is, and we were young.

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