Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 30. Shake Hands, We Shall Never Be Friends; Give Over

Shake hands, we shall never be friends; give over:
        I only vex you the more I try.
All’s wrong that ever I’ve done or said,
And nought to help it in this dull head:
        Shake hands, goodnight, goodbye.

But if you come to a road where danger
        Or guilt or anguish or shame’s to share,
Be good to the lad that loves you true
And the soul that was born to die for you,
        And whistle and I’ll be there.

1. More Poems. 9. When Green Buds Hang in the Elm Like Dust
2. More Poems. 21. The World Goes None the Lamer
3. Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
4. Last Poems. 19. In Midnights of November
5. Additional Poems. 13. Oh Turn not in from Marching

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