Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

A Shropshire Lad. 54. With Rue My Heart Is Laden

With rue my heart is laden
 For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
 And many a lightfoot lad.

By brooks too broad for leaping
 The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
 In fields where roses fade. 

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