Skip to content

Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

Read full poem →

AIT

9 lines
A.E. Housman·1859–1936
uen I watch the living meet,And the moving pageant fileWarm and breathing through the streetWhere I lodge a little while, If the heats of hate and lustIn the house of flesh are strong,Let me mind the house of dustWhere my sojourn shall be long.19