Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 36. Here Dead Lie We Because We Did not Choose

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.

1. More Poems. 33. On Forelands High in Heaven
2. Last Poems. 39. When Summer’s End Is Nighing
3. Last Poems. 22. The Sloe Was Lost in Flower
4. More Poems. 21. The World Goes None the Lamer
5. More Poems. 39. My Dreams Are of a Field Afar

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