Loveliest Of Trees By A. E. Housman

Loveliest Of Trees By A. E. Housman Loveliest of trees, the cherry nowIs hung with bloom along the bough,And stands about the woodland rideWearing white for Eastertide. Now, of my threescore years and ten,Twenty will not come again,And take from seventy springs a score,It only leaves me fifty more. And since to look at things […]

To An Athlete Dying Young By A. E. Housman

To An Athlete Dying Young By A. E. Housman The time you won your town the race  We chaired you through the market-place;  Man and boy stood cheering by,  And home we brought you shoulder-high.   To-day, the road all runners come,    Shoulder-high we bring you home,  And set you at your threshold down,  Townsman of a stiller town.   Smart lad, to […]