A.E. Housman (1859–1936)

[Preface]

We’ll to the woods no more

I. The West

II (As I gird on for fighting)

III (Her strong enchantments failing)

IV. Illic Jacet

V. Grenadier

VI. Lancer

VII (In valleys green and still)

VIII (Soldier from the wars returning)

IX (The chestnut casts his flambeaux, and the flowers)

X (Could man be drunk for ever)

XI (Yonder see the morning blink)

XII (The laws of God, the laws of man)

XIII. The Deserter

XIV. The Culprit

XV. Eight O’Clock

XVI. Spring Morning

XVII. Astronomy

XVIII (The rain, it streams on stone and hillock)

XIX (In midnights of November)

XX (The night is freezing fast)

XXI (The fairies break their dances)

XXII (The sloe was lost in flower)

XXIII (In the morning, in the morning)

XXIV. Epithalamium

XXV. The Oracles

XXVI (The half-moon westers low, my love)

XXVII (The sigh that heaves the grasses)

XXVIII (Now dreary dawns the eastern light)

XXIX (Wake not for the world-heard thunder)

XXX. Sinner’s Rue

XXXI. Hell Gate

XXXII (When I would muse in boyhood)

XXXIII (When the eye of day is shut)

XXXIV. The First of May

XXXV (When first my way to fair I took)

XXXVI. Revolution

XXXVII. Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries

XXXVIII (Oh stay at home, my lad, and plough)

XXXIX (When summer’s end is nighing)

XL (Tell me not here, it needs not saying)

XLI. Fancy’s Knell