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They say my verse is sad: no wonder.
Its narrow measure spans
Rue for eternity, and sorrow
Not mine, but man's.
This is for all ill-treated fellows
Unborn and unbegot,
For them to read when they're in trouble
And I am not.

— A. E. Housman More Poems (1936)

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Three minutes' thought would suffice to find this out; but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.

My heart always warms to people who do not come to see me, especially Americans, to whom it seems to be more of an effort.

And how am I to face the odds
Of man’s bedevilment and God’s?
I, a stranger and afraid
In a world I never made.

Last Poems (1922)

The house of delusions is cheap to build, but draughty to live in, and ready at any instant to fall.

His folly has not fellow
Beneath the blue of day
That gives to man or woman
His heart and soul away.

A Shropshire Lad (1896)

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