Ale, man, ale's the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think. A. E. Housman More Quotes by A. E. Housman More Quotes From A. E. Housman The bells they sound on Bredon, And still the steeples hum. "Come all to church, good people"- Oh, noisy bells, be dumb; I hear you, I will come. A. E. Housman church dumb people He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? A. E. Housman heart hands way Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill, 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 train for ill and not for good. A. E. Housman moon wise men His folly has not fellow Beneath the blue of day That gives to man or woman His heart and soul away. A. E. Housman blue heart men Happy bridegroom, Hesper brings All desired and timely things. All whom morning sends to roam, Hesper loves to lead them home. Home return who him behold, Child to mother, sheep to fold, Bird to nest from wandering wide: Happy bridegroom, seek your bride. A. E. Housman mother morning love Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, Know you why you cannot rest? 'Tis that every mother's son Travails with a skeleton. Lie down in the bed of dust; Bear the fruit that bear you must; Bring the eternal seed to light, And morn is all the same as night. A. E. Housman mother lying son Could man be drunk for ever With liquor, love, or fights, Lief should I rouse at morning And lief lie down of nights. But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts, And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts. A. E. Housman heart morning lying Because I liked you better Than suits a man to say, It irked you, and I promised I'd throw the thought away. To put the world between us We parted stiff and dry: 'Farewell,' said you, 'forget me.' 'Fare well, I will,' said I. If e'er, where clover whitens The dead man's knoll, you pass, And no tall flower to meet you Starts in the trefoiled grass, Halt by the headstone shading The heart you have not stirred, And say the lad that loved you Was one that kept his word. A. E. Housman farewell flower heart Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt. A. E. Housman stars rain fall I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word. A. E. Housman asylums cambridge Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write. A. E. Housman sarcastic writing thinking Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under. A. E. Housman dominion steel stones Here dead lie we 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. A. E. Housman war life lying All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever. A. E. Housman ties lovers lying The thoughts of others Were light and fleeting, Of lovers' meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came. A. E. Housman lovers-meeting luck light When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, `Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free.' But I was one-and-twenty No use to talk to me. When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, `The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; 'Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.' And I am two-and-twenty And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true. A. E. Housman wise heart men Oh when I was in love with you, A. E. Housman brave love-you life Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out. Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure. A. E. Housman understanding poetry perfect Oh, 'tis jesting, dancing, drinking A. E. Housman dancing dance drinking Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies, But keep your fancy free. A. E. Housman rubies heart giving
