AN A. E. HOUSMAN POEM FOR TODAY

Posted on October 22, 2014 by Lloydville

With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a lightfoot lad.

By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.

4 thoughts on “AN A. E. HOUSMAN POEM FOR TODAY”

Jonathan C. McCall on October 23, 2014 at 06:29 said:

Someone else likes Housman?! Here’s his soldiers’ epitaph:

Here dead we lie because we did not choose
To live and shame the land from which we sprung.
Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is, and we were young.
- Lloydville on October 23, 2014 at 09:36 said:
  
  I adore Housman — see this:
  
  http://www.mardecortesbaja.com/2007/10/27/an-a-e-housman-poem-for-today/
Charles on October 23, 2014 at 07:02 said:

It pops up in Out of Africa:

http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-VngpYJtbYhbmbJ/out_of_africa_1985_final_drink_at_the_club/
- Lloydville on October 23, 2014 at 09:40 said:
  
  I’d forgotten that, Charles — lovely scene.

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