“Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here I am in hell.” — A.E. Housman Creation Copy Share Image
“The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail.” — A.E. Housman Eternity Copy Share Image
“Tis the old wind in the old anger, But then it threshed another wood.” — A.E. Housman Anger Copy Share Image
“The tree of man was never quiet: Then 'twas the Roman, now 'tis I.” — A.E. Housman Roman Copy Share Image
“Up, lad: thews that lie and cumber Sunlit pallets never thrive; Morns abed and daylight slumber Were not meant for man alive.” — A.E. Housman Poetry Copy Share Image
“The Grizzly Bear is huge and wild; He has devoured the infant child. The infant child is not aware It has been… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“And while the sun and moon endure Luck's a chance but trouble's sure, I'd face it as a wise man would, And… — A.E. Housman Luck Copy Share Image
“Lie you easy, dream you light, And sleep you fast for aye; And luckier may you find the night Than ever you… — A.E. Housman Dream Copy Share Image
“Knowledge is good, method is good, but one thing beyond all others is necessary; and that is to have a head, not… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“Here are the skies, the planets seven, And all the starry train: Content you with the mimic heaven, And on the earth… — A.E. Housman Fitness Copy Share Image
“To stand up straight and tread the turning mill, To lie flat and know nothing and be still, Are the two trades… — A.E. Housman Leisure Copy Share Image
“They say my verse is sad: no wonder. Its narrow measure spans Rue for eternity, and sorrow Not mine, but man's This… — A.E. Housman Man Copy Share Image
“The stars have not dealt me the worst they could do: My pleasures are plenty, my troubles are two. But oh, my… — A.E. Housman Astronomy Copy Share Image
“It nods and curtseys and recovers When the wind blows above, The nettle on the graves of lovers That hanged themselves for… — A.E. Housman Love Copy Share Image
“I to my perils Of cheat and charmer Came clad in armour By stars benign. Hope lies to mortals And most believe… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“Shake hands, we shall never be friends; give over: I only vex you the more I try. All's wrong that ever I've… — A.E. Housman Born to die Copy Share Image
“Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms… — A.E. Housman Happiness Copy Share Image
“Right you guessed the rising morrow And scorned to tread the mire you must: Dust's your wages, son of sorrow, But men… — A.E. Housman Death Copy Share Image
“Good creatures, do you love your lives And have you ears for sense? Here is a knife like other knives, That cost… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“ With Rue My Heart Is Laden With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipt… — A.E. Housman Death Copy Share Image
“When I watch the living meet, And the moving pageant file Warm and breathing through the street Where I lodge a little… — A.E. Housman Life Copy Share Image
“There pass the careless people That call their souls their own: Here by the road I loiter, How idle and alone. Ah,… — A.E. Housman Alone Copy Share Image
“And friends abroad must bear in mind Friends at home they leave behind. Oh, I shall be stiff and cold When I… — A.E. Housman Death Copy Share Image
“ The Laws Of God, The Laws Of Man The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will… — A.E. Housman God Copy Share Image
“Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are;… — A.E. Housman Beauty Copy Share Image
“Others, I am not the first, Have willed more mischief than they durst: If in the breathless night I too Shiver now,… — A.E. Housman Cold Copy Share Image
“When I examine my mind and try to discern clearly in the matter, I cannot satisfy myself that there are any such… — A.E. Housman Poetry Copy Share Image
“Along the field as we came by A year ago, my love and I, The aspen over stile and stone Was talking… — A.E. Housman Love Copy Share Image
“In my own shire, if I was sad Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed for the… — A.E. Housman Autumn Copy Share Image
“VIII 'Farewell to barn and stack and tree, Farewell to Severn shore. Terence, look your last at me, For I come home… — A.E. Housman Dead man Copy Share Image
“Diffugere Nives Horace, Odes, iv, 7 The snows are fled away, leaves on the shaws And grasses in the mead renew their… — A.E. Housman Autumn Copy Share Image
“The time you won your town the race We chaired you through the market-place; Man and boy stood cheering by, And home… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“In the morning, in the morning, In the happy field of hay, Oh they looked at one another By the light of… — A.E. Housman Life Copy Share Image
“Smart lad, to slip betimes away From fields where glory does not stay And early though the laurel grows It withers quicker… — A.E. Housman Death Copy Share Image
“I see In many an eye that measures me The mortal sickness of a mind Too unhappy to be kind. Undone with… — A.E. Housman Death Copy Share Image
“Halt by the headstone naming The heart no longer stirred, And say the lad that loved you Was one that kept his… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“First don: O cuckoo, shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice? Second don: State the alternative preferred, With reasons… — A.E. Housman Choice Copy Share Image
“Oh on my breast in days hereafter Light the earth should lie, Such weight to bear is now the air, So heavy… — A.E. Housman Nature Copy Share Image
“Iniquity it is; but pass the can. My lad, no pair of kings our mothers bore; Our only portion is the estate… — A.E. Housman Mankind Copy Share Image
