Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))
More Poems. 29. From the Wash the Laundress Sends
From the wash the laundress sends My collars home with ravelled ends: 1 must fit, now these are frayed, My neck with new ones London-made. Homespun collars, homespun hearts, Wear to rags in foreign parts. Mine at least’s as good as done, And I must get a London one.
Alfred Edward Housman’s other poems:
- Last Poems. 19. In Midnights of November
- Last Poems. 14. The Culprit
- Last Poems. 20. The Night Is Freezing Fast
- Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
- More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even
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