On Your Midnight Pallet Lying

________________________________________________
Title:     On Your Midnight Pallet Lying
Author: A. E. Housman [More Titles by Housman]

On your midnight pallet lying
Listen, and undo the door:
Lads that waste the light in sighing
In the dark should sigh no more;
Night should ease a lover's sorrow;
Therefore, since I go to-morrow;
Pity me before.

In the land to which I travel,
The far dwelling, let me say-
Once, if here the couch is gravel,
In a kinder bed I lay,
And the breast the darnel smothers
Rested once upon another's
When it was not clay.

[The end]
A. E. Housman's poem: On Your Midnight Pallet Lying

________________________________________________



GO TO TOP OF SCREEN