“IV REVEILLE Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands upon the eastern rims. Wake: the vaulted shadow shaatters, Trampled to the floor it spanned, And the tent of night in tatters Straws the sky-pavilioned land. Up, lad, up, 'tis late for lying: Hear the drums of morning play; Hark, the empty highways crying "Who'll beyond the hills away?" Towns and countries woo together, Forelands beacon, belfries call; Never lad that trod on leather Lived to feast his heart with all. Up, lad: thews that lie and cumber Sunlit pallets never thrive; Morns abed and daylight slumber Were not meant for man alive. Clay lies still, but blood's a rover; Breath's a ware that will not keep Up, lad: when the journey's over There'll be time enough to sleep.”
Quote by A. E. Housman
Work
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
Author
A. E. Housman, born on March 26, 1859, was a renowned British poet known for his profound emotions and classical style. His works, such as 'A Shropshire Lad', are celebrated for their depth and classical references. Housman's poetry has had a lasting impact on 20th-century British literature and remains widely read and studied today. more
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