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Poem by Alfred Edward Housman


Last Poems. 4. Illic Jacet


Oh hard is the bed they have made him,
        And common the blanket and cheap;
But there he will lie as they laid him:
        Where else could you trust him to sleep?

To sleep when the bugle is crying
        And cravens have heard and are brave,
When mothers and sweethearts are sighing
        And lads are in love with the grave.

Oh dark is the chamber and lonely,
        And lights and companions depart;
But lief will he lose them and only
        Behold the desire of his heart.

And low is the roof, but it covers
        A sleeper content to repose;
And far from his friends and his lovers
        He lies with the sweetheart he chose.



Alfred Edward Housman


Alfred Edward Housman's other poems:
  1. Last Poems. 20. The Night Is Freezing Fast
  2. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester
  3. More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay
  4. More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even
  5. More Poems. 47. For My Funeral


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