Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

More Poems. 39. My Dreams Are of a Field Afar

My dreams are of a field afar
        And blood and smoke and shot.
There in their graves my comrades are,
        In my grave I am not.

I too was taught the trade of man
        And spelt the lesson plain;
But they, when I forgot and ran,
        Remembered and remain.

1. More Poems. 15. Tarry, Delight; so Seldom Met
2. Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses
3. Last Poems. 11. Yonder See the Morning Blink
4. Additional Poems. 5. Here Are the Skies, the Planets Seven
5. Additional Poems. 2. Oh Were He and I Together

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