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A Housman Poem

I've been fond of this poem for a very long time. It seems particularly apropos this year, especially since it's raining.
The half-moon westers low, my love,
And the wind brings up the rain;
And wide apart lie we, my love,
And seas between the twain.

I know not if it rains, my love,
In the land where you do lie;
And oh, so sound you sleep, my love,
You know no more than I.

- A.E. Housman. Last Poems.


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Feb. 14th, 2005 07:24 pm (UTC)
Thank you.
Feb. 14th, 2005 09:08 pm (UTC)
Happy Valentine's Day, even though you're far away from your sweetie. I was just noting to John that the warmish, drizzly weather was England-like, so you can easily picture the two of you under the same sky.

Soon the two of you will be under the same roof again, too!
Feb. 14th, 2005 09:34 pm (UTC)
i love love love that poem!
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