Alfred Edward Housman
Alfred Edward Housman Poems
|61.||Terence, This is Stupid Stuff||1/3/2003|
|62.||Tell me not here, it needs not saying||1/3/2003|
|64.||Shot? So Quick, So Clean an Ending?||1/3/2003|
|65.||Say, Lad, Have You Things to Do?||1/3/2003|
|67.||Others, I Am Not the First||1/3/2003|
|68.||On Your Midnight Pallet Lying||1/3/2003|
|69.||On Wenlock Edge The Wood's In Trouble||1/3/2003|
|70.||On the Idle Hill of Summer||1/3/2003|
|71.||On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank||1/3/2003|
|72.||Oh, when I was in love with you||1/3/2003|
|73.||Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers||1/3/2003|
|74.||Oh Who Is That Young Sinner||1/3/2003|
|75.||Oh Stay At Home, My Lad||1/3/2003|
|76.||Oh fair enough are sky and plain||1/3/2003|
|77.||O Why Do You Walk (a Parody)||1/3/2003|
|78.||Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black||1/3/2003|
|80.||LX: Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black||1/28/2014|
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.