Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 25. Yon Flakes that Fret the Eastern Sky

Yon flakes that fret the eastern sky
        Lead back my day of birth;
The far, wide-wandered hour when I
        Came crying upon earth.

Then came I crying, and to-day,
        With heavier cause to plain,
Depart I into death away,
        Not to be born again.

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2. More Poems. 22. Ho, Everyone that Tthirsteth
3. More Poems. 17. Bells in Tower at Evening Toll
4. Additional Poems. 2. Oh Were He and I Together
5. Additional Poems. 4. It Is No Gift I Tender

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