There, by the starlit fences,
The wanderer halts and hears
My soul that lingers sighing
About the glimmering weirs.


No. 52, st. 4. - A Shropshire Lad (1896)

A. E. Housman Quotes

There, by the starlit fences, The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.

There, by the starlit fences, The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.

There, by the starlit fences, The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.

There, by the starlit fences, The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.