The candles burn their sockets,
The blinds let through the day,
The young man feels his pockets
And wonders what's to pay.


Last Poems (1922) no. 21

A. E. Housman Quotes

The candles burn their sockets, The blinds let through the day, The young man feels his pockets And wonders what's to pay.

The candles burn their sockets, The blinds let through the day, The young man feels his pockets And wonders what's to pay.

The candles burn their sockets, The blinds let through the day, The young man feels his pockets And wonders what's to pay.

The candles burn their sockets, The blinds let through the day, The young man feels his pockets And wonders what's to pay.