Quotes by A. E. Housman

“Clay lies still, but bloods a rover; / Breaths a ware that will not keep. / Up, lad; when the journeys over / Therell be time enough for sleep.”

“White in the moon the long road lies.”

“Here dead lie we because we did not choose to live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; but young men think it is, and we were young.”

“About the woodlands I will go / To see the cherry hung with snow.”

“The fairies break their dances / And leave the printed lawn.”

“And silence sounds no worse than cheers / After death has stopped the ears.”

“Loveliest of trees, the cherry now / Is hung with bloom along the bough.”

Malt does more than Milton can To justify Gods ways to man.

I a stranger and afraid In a world I never made.

The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.

And how am I to face the odds of mans bedevilment and Gods? I a stranger and afraid in a world I never made.

Clay lies still but bloods a rover Breaths a ware that will not keep Up lad when the journeys over Therell be time enough to sleep.

The loveliest of trees the cherry now is hung with bloom along the bough and stands about the woodland ride wearing white for Eastertide.

Clay lies still but bloods a rover Breaths a ware that will not keep. Up lad: when the journeys over Therell be time enough to sleep.

I a stranger and afraid in a world I never made.

Three minutes thought would suffice to find this out . but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.

Nature not content with denying him the ability to think has endowed him with the ability to write.

Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.

Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.