About the poet
Alfred Edward Housman, the eldest son of a Bromsgrove solicitor, was born in 1859. He attended...
A Shropshire Lad XXXI: On Wenlock Edge
When Uricon the city stood:
At yonder heaving hill would stare:
Through him the gale of life blew high;
The gale, it plies the saplings double,
It blows so hard, 'twill soon be gone:
To-day the Roman and his trouble
Are ashes under Uricon.
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