The Author A. E. Housman

A Shropshire Lad - XVI


    It nods and curtseys and recovers
    When the wind blows above,
    The nettle on the graves of lovers
    That hanged themselves for love.

    The nettle nods, the wind blows over,
    The man, he does not move,
    The lover of the grave, the lover
    That hanged himself for love.


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