Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
A.E. HousmanMots clés criticism
Stone, steel, dominions pass,
Faith too, no wonder;
So leave alone the grass
That I am under.
Mots clés faith steel stone grass dominion
All knots that lovers tie
Are tied to sever.
Here shall your sweetheart lie,
Untrue for ever.
Mots clés love lovers sweetheart untrue
June suns, you cannot store them
To warm the winter's cold,
The lad that hopes for heaven
Shall fill his mouth with mould.
Mots clés sun heaven winter june cold mold mould
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.
Mots clés love fame individual luck thoughts lovers trouble
Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is, and we were young.
Who made the world I cannot tell;
'Tis made, and here I am in hell.
To stand up straight and tread the turning mill,
To lie flat and know nothing and be still,
Are the two trades of man; and which is worse
I know not, but I know that both are ill.
The King with half the East at heel is marched from lands of morning;
Their fighters drink the rivers up, their shafts benight the air.
And he that stands will die for nought, and home there's no returning.
The Spartans on the sea-wet rock sat down and combed their hair.
With Rue My Heart Is Laden
With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a lightfoot lad.
By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.
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