Soldier from the wars returning, …
A. E. Housman
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, …
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now …
When I watch the living meet, …
Along the field as we came by …
Others, I am not the first, …
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; …
On the idle hill of summer, …
Far in a western brookland …
The lad came to the door at night, …
These, in the days when heaven was falling, …
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? …
“Is my team ploughing, …
The time you won your town the race …
As we went walking far and wide …
When I was one-and-twenty …