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. Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
2. More Poems. 24. Stone, Steel, Dominions Pass
3. Additional Poems. 5. Here Are the Skies, the Planets Seven
4. Additional Poems. 13. Oh Turn not in from Marching
5. Last Poems. 32. When I Would Muse in Boyhood

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