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Alfred Edward Housman
Alfred Edward Housman
Goodnight
Westward On The High-Hilled Plains
When I Came Last To Ludlow
I: Easter Hymn
Xxvi: The Half-Moon Westers Low My Love
The Nonsense Verse
Lx: Now Hollow Fires Burn Out To Black
A Shropshire Lad, Ii
Xxii: R L S
Xvi: How Clear, How Lovely Bright
Xii: He Would Not Stay With Me And Who Can Wonder
Xxxii: When I Would Muse In Boyhood
Xxviii: Now Dreary Dawns The Eastern Light
Xxii: The Sloe Was Lost In Flower
Xxiii: Crossing Alone The Nighted Ferry
Xlvii: For My Funeral
Vi: Lancer
Xix: The Mill Stream Now That Noises Cease
Xii: An Epitaph
Xxxv: When First My Way To Fair I Took
Xxi: The World Goes None The Lamer
Xvii: Astronomy
Xxxvi: Revolution
Xvi: Spring Morning
Xxxix: Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town
Xl: Farewell To A Name And Number
Xvii: The Stars Have Not Dealt Me The Worst They Could Do
Xviii: The Rain It Streams On Stone And Hillock
Xx: The Night Is Freezing Fast
Xxvi: Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives
Xv: ‘Tis Five Years Since, An End Said I
Hell’s Gate
When The Eye Of Day Is Shut
Her Strong Enchantments Failing
Soldier from the wars returning
Revolution
As Through The Wild Green Hills Of Wyre
On Wenlock Edge The Wood’s In Trouble
In Valleys Of Springs And Rivers
Look Not In My Eyes, For Fear
The Grizzly Bear
It Nods And Curtseys And Recovers
White In The Moon The Long Road Lies
On Moonlit Heath And Lonesome Bank
Oh Who Is That Young Sinner
Think No More, Lad
Oh Stay At Home, My Lad
The Rainy Pleiads Wester
The Recruit
Reveille
The Lads In Their Hundreds
March
There Pass The Careless People
Wake Not For The World-Heard Thunder
The New Mistress
Shot? So Quick, So Clean An Ending?
When I Watch The Living Meet
Twice A Week The Winter Thorough
The Welsh Marches
The Street Sounds To The Soldiers’ Tread
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