I have a nice old HB of the collected poems of A. E. Housman. Anyone else read much Housman? He’s most famous for his 63-poem collection Shropshire Lad, which I’ve been enjoying.
I realise now that the lines “Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover” comes from the 5th poem in Shropshire Lad.
My impression is that he was much more popular 30 or 40 years ago (or more) than he is now. Anyone any reflections on this poet?
I realise now that the lines “Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover” comes from the 5th poem in Shropshire Lad.
My impression is that he was much more popular 30 or 40 years ago (or more) than he is now. Anyone any reflections on this poet?