Eight O'clock

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Title:     Eight O'clock
Author: A. E. Housman [More Titles by Housman]

He stood, and heard the steeple
Sprinkle the quarters on the morning town.
One, two, three, four, to market-place and people
It tossed them down.

Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour,
He stood and counted them and cursed his luck;
And then the clock collected in the tower
Its strength, and struck.

[The end]
A. E. Housman's poem: Eight O'clock

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