Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 39. My Dreams Are of a Field Afar

My dreams are of a field afar
        And blood and smoke and shot.
There in their graves my comrades are,
        In my grave I am not.

I too was taught the trade of man
        And spelt the lesson plain;
But they, when I forgot and ran,
        Remembered and remain.

1. More Poems. 25. Yon Flakes that Fret the Eastern Sky
2. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester
3. Additional Poems. 4. It Is No Gift I Tender
4. Additional Poems. 1. Atys
5. More Poems. 17. Bells in Tower at Evening Toll

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