Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))
More Poems. 41. He Looked at Me with Eyes I Thought
He looked at me with eyes I thought I was not like to find, The voice he begged for pence with brought Another man to mind. Oh no, lad, never touch your cap; It is not my half-crown: You have it from a better chap That long ago lay down. Once he stept out but now my friend Is not in marching trim And you must tramp to the world’s end To touch your cap to him.
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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