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Friday, November 11, 2005

Think no more, lad; laugh, be jolly:
Why should men make haste to die?
Empty heads and tongues a-talking
Make the rough road easy walking,
And the feather pate of folly
Bears the falling sky.

Oh, 'tis jesting, dancing, drinking
Spins the heavy world around.
If young hearts were not so clever,
Oh, they would be young for ever:
Think no more; 'tis only thinking
Lays lads underground.

-A. E. Housman
A Shropshire Lad; XLIX
1896

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at 5:44 pm Anonymous Anonymous rambles...

You do know A Shropshire Lad is all yay death, takes you away from sucky life. yada yada yada. Man I really disliked A E Housman at A'level. I had to study the entire bloody book. surprisingly enough this particular poem was the one of few in the book we paid scant attention to. obviously not considered one of his best then. =P
Hope your exam went well today and I'll see you tonight.

 

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