The Motto

Tentanda via est, etc.

What shall I do to be forever known,

And make the age to come my own?

I shall like beasts or common people die,

Unless you write my elegy;

Whilst others great by being born are grown,

Their mothers’ labor, not their own.

In this scale gold, in th’other fame does lie,

The weight of that mounts this so high.

These men are fortune’s jewels, molded bright,

Brought forth with their own fire and light;

If I her vulgar stone, for either look,

Out of myself it must be strook.

Yet I must on : what sound is’t strikes mine ear?

Sure I Fame’s trumpet hear;

It sounds like the last trumpet, for it can

Raise up the buried man.

Unpassed Alps stop me, but I’ll cut through all,

And march, the Muses’ Hannibal.

Hence, all the flattering vanities that lay

Nets of roses in the way;

Hence, the desire of honors or estate

And all that is not above fate;

Hence, Love himself, the tyrant of my days,

Which intercepts my coming praise.

Come, my best friends, my books, and lead me on:

‘Tis time that I were gone.

Welcome, great Stagirite, and teach me now

All I was born to know;

Thy scholar’s vict’ries thou dost far outdo,

He conquered th’earth, the whole world you.

Welcome, learn’d Cicero, whose blest tongue and wit

Preserve Rome’s greatness yet:

Thou art the first of orators; only he

Who best can praise thee, next must be.

Welcome the Mantuan swan, Vergil the wise,

Whose verse walks highest, but not flies;

Who brought green poesy to her perfect age,

And made that art which was a rage.

Tell me, ye mighty three, what shall I do

To be like one of you?

But you have climbed the mountain’s top, there sit

On the calm flour’shing head of it,

And whilst with wearied steps we upward go,

See us and clouds below.

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Poems in English 

• On Your Midnight Pallet Lying poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• On Your Midnight Pallet Lying poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• On Wenlock Edge The Wood’s In Trouble poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• On Wenlock Edge The Wood’s In Trouble poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• On the Idle Hill of Summer poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh Who Is That Young Sinner poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh, when I was in love with you poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh Stay At Home, My Lad poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh Stay At Home, My Lad poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh fair enough are sky and plain poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Oh fair enough are sky and plain poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• O Why Do You Walk poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black poem – Alfred Edward Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black poem – Alfred Edward Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• March poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman
• March poem – A. E. Housman by Alfred Edward Houseman

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