Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

A Shropshire Lad. 45. IF it Chance Your Eye Offend You

IF it chance your eye offend you,
  Pluck it out, lad, and be sound:
’Twill hurt, but here are salves to friend you,
  And many a balsam grows on ground.
 
And if your hand or foot offend you,
  Cut it off, lad, and be whole;
But play the man, stand up and end you,
  When your sickness is your soul.

1. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester
2. A Shropshire Lad. 17. Twice a Week the Winter Thorough
3. Last Poems. 16. Spring Morning
4. More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even
5. Last Poems. 22. The Sloe Was Lost in Flower

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