Lx: Now Hollow Fires Burn Out To Black Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

Lx: Now Hollow Fires Burn Out To Black

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Now hollow fires burn out to black,
And lights are guttering low:
Square your shoulders, lift your pack,
And leave your friends and go.

Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread,
Look not to left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.

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