Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен))

Additional Poems. 22. R.L.S.

Home is the sailor, home from sea:
        Her far-borne canvas furled
The ship pours shining on the quay
        The plunder of the world.

Home is the hunter from the hill:
        Fast in the boundless snare
All flesh lies taken at his will
        And every fowl of air.

’Tis evening on the moorland free,
        The starlit wave is still:
Home is the sailor from the sea,
        The hunter from the hill.

1. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester
2. Last Poems. 16. Spring Morning
3. More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even
4. Last Poems. 22. The Sloe Was Lost in Flower
5. More Poems. 18. Delight it Is in Youth and May

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