“Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle, Earth and high heaven are fixt of old and founded strong. Think rather,--call to thought, if now you grieve a little, The days when we had rest, O soul, for they were long. Men loved unkindness then, but lightless in the quarry I slept and saw not; tears fell down, I did not mourn; Sweat ran and blood sprang out and I was never sorry: Then it was well with me, in days ere I was born. Now, and I muse for why and never find the reason, I pace the earth, and drink the air, and feel the sun. Be still, be still, my soul; it is but for a season: Let us endure an hour and see injustice done. Ay, look: high heaven and earth ail from the prime foundation; All thoughts to rive the heart are here, and all are vain: Horror and scorn and hate and fear and indignation-- Oh why did I awake? when shall I sleep again?”
Quote by A.E. Housman
Book:A Shropshire Lad
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A Shropshire Lad
A Shropshire Lad is a volume of poetry that delves into the rustic charm and natural beauty of Shropshire, capturing the essence of rural life through a series of poignant and reflective verses. The poems explore themes of love, longing, and the passage of time, offering a vivid portrayal of the English countryside and its inhabitants. The work is known for its evocative imagery and emotional depth, showcasing the author's appreciation for the simplicity and beauty of rural existence. more
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