Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 35. Half-Way, for One Commandment Broken

Half-way, for one commandment broken,
        The woman made her endless halt,
And she today, a glistenng token,
        Stands in the wilderness of salt.
Behind, the vats of judgment brewing
        Thundered, and thick the brimstone snowed:
He to the hill of his undoing
        Pursued his road.

1. Additional Poems. 13. Oh Turn not in from Marching
2. More Poems. 9. When Green Buds Hang in the Elm Like Dust
3. More Poems. 32. Their Seed the Sowers Scatter
4. More Poems. 24. Stone, Steel, Dominions Pass
5. Last Poems. 32. When I Would Muse in Boyhood

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