Poems From "A Shropshire Lad" - XI
On your midnight pallet lying Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark should sigh no more; Night should ease a lover's sorrow; Therefore, since I go to-morrow; Pity me before. In the land to which I travel, The far dwelling, let me say- Once, if here the couch is gravel, In a kinder bed I lay, And the breast the darnel smothers Rested once upon another's When it was not clay.
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"On your midnight pallet lying..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Alfred Edward Housman delivers a powerful performance in "Poems From "A Shropshire Lad" - XI"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...