A. E. Housman: Now hollow fires burn out to black,

Updated February 28, 2017 | Infoplease Staff
Now hollow fires burn out to black,
And lights are guttering low:
Square your shoulders, lift your pack,
And leave your friends and go.
Oh never fear, man, nought'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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