Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

Last Poems. 26. The Half-Moon Westers Low, My Love

The half-moon westers low, my love,
        And the wind brings up the rain;
And wide apart lie we, my love,
        And seas between the twain.

I know not if it rains, my love,
        In the land where you do lie;
And oh, so sound you sleep, my love,
        You know no more than I.

1. Additional Poems. 4. It Is No Gift I Tender
2. More Poems. 40. Farewell to a Name and a Number
3. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester
4. Additional Poems. 2. Oh Were He and I Together
5. More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay

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