If It Chance Your Eye Offend You

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Title:     If It Chance Your Eye Offend You
Author: A. E. Housman [More Titles by Housman]

If it chance your eye offend you,
Pluck it out, lad, and be sound:
'Twill hurt, but here are salves to friend you,
And many a balsam grows on ground.

And if your hand or foot offend you,
Cut it off, lad, and be whole;
But play the man, stand up and end you,
When your sickness is your soul.

[The end]
A. E. Housman's poem: If It Chance Your Eye Offend You

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