Poems by Alfred Edward Housman
Wake Not for the World-Heard Thunder
... Sleep, my lad; the French have landed, ...
Here Dead We Lie
... But young men think it is, ...
Oh Who Is That Young Sinner
... But they've pulled the beggar's hat off for the world to see and stare, ...
Fragment of a Greek Tragedy
... ALCMAEON: A shepherd's questioned mouth informed me that-- ...
The Merry Guide
... Goes the delightful guide,With lips that brim with laughter ...
You Smile Upon Your Friend To-Day
... 'Tis late to hearken, late to smile, ...
Oh, when I was in love with you
... And miles around they'll say that I ...
Could Man Be Drunk Forever
... And if they think, they fasten ...
O Why Do You Walk (a Parody)
... O why do you walk through the fields in boots, ...
The True Lover
... "Oh do you breathe, lad, that your breast ...
Look not in my eyes, for fear
... There, when the turf in springtime flowers, ...
Bredon Hill
... 'Come all to church, good people,' - ...
The Carpenter's Son
... "Comrades all, that stand and gaze, ...
Diffugere Nives (Horace, Odes 4.7)
... No, nor thy righteousness, shall friend thee more ...
The Lent Lily
... But not the daffodil, Bring baskets now, and sally ...