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Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

A Shropshire Lad. 7. When Smoke Stood up from Ludlow

WHEN smoke stood up from Ludlow,
  And mist blew off from Teme,
And blithe afield to ploughing
  Against the morning beam
  I strode beside my team,
The blackbird in the coppice
  Looked out to see me stride,
And hearkened as I whistled
  The trampling team beside,
  And fluted and replied:
Lie down, lie down, young yeoman;
  What use to rise and rise?
Rise man a thousand mornings
  Yet down at last he lies,
  And then the man is wise.
I heard the tune he sang me,
  And spied his yellow bill;
I picked a stone and aimed it
  And threw it with a will:
  Then the bird was still.
Then my soul within me
  Took up the blackbirds strain,
And still beside the horses
  Along the dewy lane
  It sang the song again:
Lie down, lie down, young yeoman;
  The sun moves always west;
The road one treads to labour
  Will lead one home to rest,
  And that will be the best.

Alfred Edward Housman

Alfred Edward Housman's other poems:
  1. More Poems. 40. Farewell to a Name and a Number
  2. Additional Poems. 2. Oh Were He and I Together
  3. More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay
  4. Last Poems. 30. Sinners Rue
  5. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester

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