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A. E. Housman: Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide.Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not…A. E. Housman: Now hollow fires burn out to black,
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…A. E. Housman: Oh fair enough are sky and plain,
Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are;The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on…A. E. Housman: Oh see how thick the goldcup flowers
Oh see how thick the goldcup flowers Are lying in field and lane, With dandelions to tell the hours That never are told again. Oh may I squire you round the meads And pick you posies gay…A. E. Housman: Oh, when I was in love with you,
Oh, when I was in love with you, Then I was clean and brave, And miles around the wonder grew How well did I behave.And now the fancy passes by, And nothing will remain, And miles around…A. E. Housman: On moonlit heath and lonesome bank
On moonlit heath and lonesome bank The sheep beside me graze; And yon the gallows used to clank Fast by the four cross ways.A careless shepherd once would keep The flocks by moonlight…A. E. Housman: On the idle hill of summer,
On the idle hill of summer, Sleepy with the flow of streams, Far I hear the steady drummer Drumming like a noise in dreams.Far and near and low and louder On the roads of earth go by, Dear…A. E. Housman: On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.'Twould blow like this through holt…A. E. Housman: On your midnight pallet lying
On your midnight pallet lying Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark should sigh no more; Night should ease a lover's sorrow; Therefore, since I go to-…A. E. Housman: Others, I am not the first,
Others, I am not the first, Have willed more mischief than they durst: If in the breathless night I too Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.More than I, if truth were told, Have stood and sweated…Trending
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