Quotes By Author: A.E. Housman
“Now hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are fluttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your packAnd leave your friends and go.O never fear, lads, naught’s to dread,Look not left nor right: In all the endless road you treadThere’s nothing but the night.”
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“Give me a land of boughs in leafA land of trees that stand;Where trees are fallen there is grief;I love no leafless land.”