Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

Last Poems. 22. The Sloe Was Lost in Flower

The sloe was lost in flower,
        The April elm was dim;
That was the lover’s hour,
        The hour for lies and him.

If thorns are all the bower,
        If north winds freeze the fir,
Why, ’tis another’s hour,
        The hour for truth and her.

1. More Poems. 15. Tarry, Delight; so Seldom Met
2. Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
3. More Poems. 9. When Green Buds Hang in the Elm Like Dust
4. More Poems. 39. My Dreams Are of a Field Afar
5. A Shropshire Lad. 17. Twice a Week the Winter Thorough

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