Alfred Edward Housman


More Poems. 9. When Green Buds Hang in the Elm Like Dust


When green buds hang in the elm like dust
        And sprinkle the lime like rain,
Forth 1 wander, forth I must
        And drink of life again.
Forth I must by hedgerow bowers
        To look at the leaves uncurled
And stand in the fields where cuckoo-flowers
        Are lying about the world.






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