How Clear, How Lovely Bright – A.E. Houseman How clear, how lovely bright, How beautiful to sight Those beams of morning play; How heaven laughs out with glee Where, like a bird set free, Up from the eastern sea Soars the delightful day. To-day I shall be strong, No more shall yield to wrong, Shall squander life no more; Days lost, I know not how, I shall retrieve them now; Now I shall keep the vow I never kept before. Ensanguining the skies How heavily it dies Into the west away; Past touch and sight and sound Not further to be found, How hopeless under ground Falls the remorseful day
Thanks to Sister Renee at Lavish Mercy who introduced me to this poem in her post No Regrets.
A Short Analysis of A. E. Housman’s ‘How Clear, How Lovely Bright’, by Dr. Oliver Tearle
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