Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

More Poems. 26. I Counsel You Beware

Good creatures, do you love your lives
        And have you ears for sense?
Here is a knife like other knives,
        That cost me eighteen pence.

I need but stick it in my heart
        And down will come the sky,
And earth’s foundations will depart
        And all you folk will die.

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