Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))
Last Poems. 26. The Half-Moon Westers Low, My Love
The half-moon westers low, my love, And the wind brings up the rain; And wide apart lie we, my love, And seas between the twain. I know not if it rains, my love, In the land where you do lie; And oh, so sound you sleep, my love, You know no more than I.
Alfred Edward Housman’s other poems:
- Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
- Last Poems. 19. In Midnights of November
- More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even
- Last Poems. 14. The Culprit
- Last Poems. 20. The Night Is Freezing Fast
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