Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

Last Poems. 27. The Sigh That Heaves the Grasses

The sigh that heaves the grasses
        Whence thou wilt never rise
Is of the air that passes
        And knows not if it sighs.

The diamond tears adorning
        Thy low mound on the lea,
Those are the tears of morning,
        That weeps, but not for thee.

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