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:

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

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