Alfred Edward Housman
Poems of Alfred Edward Housman
|21.||In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad||1/3/2003|
|22.||In Valleys of Springs and Rivers||1/3/2003|
|23.||Into My Heart an Air that Kills||1/3/2003|
|24.||Is My Team Ploughing||1/3/2003|
|25.||It Nods and Curtseys and Recovers||1/3/2003|
|26.||Loitering with a Vacant Eye||1/3/2003|
|27.||Look not in my eyes, for fear||1/3/2003|
|28.||Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now||1/3/2003|
|29.||LX: Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black||1/28/2014|
|31.||Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black||1/3/2003|
|32.||O Why Do You Walk (a Parody)||1/3/2003|
|33.||Oh fair enough are sky and plain||1/3/2003|
|34.||Oh Stay At Home, My Lad||1/3/2003|
|35.||Oh Who Is That Young Sinner||1/3/2003|
|36.||Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers||1/3/2003|
|37.||Oh, when I was in love with you||1/3/2003|
|38.||On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank||1/3/2003|
|39.||On the Idle Hill of Summer||1/3/2003|
|40.||On Wenlock Edge The Wood's In Trouble||1/3/2003|
The New Mistress
"Oh, sick I am to see you, will you never let me be?
You may be good for something, but you are not good for me.
Oh, go where you are wanted, for you are not wanted here.
And that was all the farewell when I parted from my dear.
"I will go where I am wanted, to a lady born and bred
Who will dress me free for nothing in a uniform of red;
She will not be sick to see me if I only keep it clean:
I will go where I am wanted for a soldier of the Queen.