Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

If Truth In Hearts That Perish - Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

If truth in hearts that perish
Could move the powers on high,
I think the love I bear you
Should make you not to die.

Sure, sure, if stedfast meaning,
If single thought could save,
The world might end to-morrow,
You should not see the grave.

This long and sure-set liking,
This boundless will to please,
--Oh, you should live for ever,
If there were help in these.

But now, since all is idle,
To this lost heart be kind,
Ere to a town you journey
Where friends are ill to find.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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