Here dead we lie
Because we did not choose
To live and shame the land
From which we sprung.
Life, to be sure,
Is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is,
And we were young.
More verses by Alfred Edward Housman
- Xxvi: Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives
- Xvii: The Stars Have Not Dealt Me The Worst They Could Do
- Xxxix: Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town
- Hell's Gate
- Her Strong Enchantments Failing