A. E. Housman
A Shropshire Lad
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A. E. Housman (1859-1936)
A Shropshire Lad
- 1887
- Loviest of trees, the cherry now
- The Recruit
- Reveille
- Oh see how thick the goldcup flowers
- When the lad for longing sighs
- When smoke stood up from Ludlow
- Farewell to barn and stack and tree
- On moonlit heath and lonesome bank
- March
- On your midnight pallet lying
- When I watch the living meet
- When I was one-and-twenty
- There pass the careless people
- Look not in my eyes, for fear
- It nods and curtseys and recovers
- Twice a week the winter thorough
- Oh, when I was in love with you
- To an Athlete Dying Young
- Oh fair enough are sky and plain
- Bredon Hill
- The street sounds to the soldiers’ tread
- The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair
- Say, lad, have you things to do?
- This time of year a twelvemonth past
- Along the field as we came by
- Is my team ploughing?
- The Welsh Marches
- The Lent Lily
- Others, I am not the first
- On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble
- From far, from eve and morning
- If truth in hearts that perish
- The New Mistress
- On the idle hill of summer
- White in the moon the long road lies
- As through the wild green hills of Wyre
- The winds out of the west land blow
- ’Tis time, I think, by Wenlock town
- Into my heart an air that kills
- In my own shire, if I was sad
- The Merry Guide
- The Immortal Part
- Shot? so quick, so clean an ending?
- If by chance your eye offend you
- Bring, in this timeless grave to throw
- The Carpenter’s Son
- Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle
- Think no more, lad; laugh, be jolly
- Clunton and Clunbury
- Loitering with a vacant eye
- Far in a western brookland
- The True Lover
- With rue my heart is laden
- Westward on the high-hilled plains
- The Day of Battle
- You smile upon your friend to-day
- When I came last to Ludlow
- The Isle of Portland
- Now hollow fires burn out to black
- Hughley Steeple
- Terence, this is stupid stuff
- I hoed and trenched and weeded
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