Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 22. Ho, Everyone that Tthirsteth

Ho, everyone that thirsteth
  And hath the price to give,
Come to the stolen waters,
  Drink and your soul shall live.
 
Come to the stolen waters,
  And leap the guarded pale,
And pull the flower in season
  Before desire shall fail.
 
It shall not last for ever,
  No more than earth and skies;
But he that drinks in season
  Shall live before he dies.
 
June suns, you cannot store them
  To warm the winter's cold,
The lad that hopes for heaven
  Shall fill his mouth with mould.

1. More Poems. 33. On Forelands High in Heaven
2. Last Poems. 39. When Summer’s End Is Nighing
3. A Shropshire Lad. 56. The Day of Battle
4. Last Poems. 22. The Sloe Was Lost in Flower
5. More Poems. 21. The World Goes None the Lamer

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