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:

  1. Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
  2. Last Poems. 19. In Midnights of November
  3. More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even
  4. Last Poems. 14. The Culprit
  5. Last Poems. 20. The Night Is Freezing Fast

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