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A. E. Housman (1859–1936).  A Shropshire Lad.  1896.
 
XXXII. From far, from eve and morning
 
 
FROM far, from eve and morning
  And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
  Blew hither: here am I.
 
Now—for a breath I tarry        5
  Nor yet disperse apart—
Take my hand quick and tell me,
  What have you in your heart.
 
Speak now, and I will answer;
  How shall I help you, say;        10
Ere to the wind’s twelve quarters
  I take my endless way.
 

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