| A. E. Housman (18591936). A Shropshire Lad. 1896. |
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| XXXIX. Tis time, I think, by Wenlock town |
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| TIS time, I think, by Wenlock town | |
| The golden broom should blow; | |
| The hawthorn sprinkled up and down | |
| Should charge the land with snow. | |
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| Spring will not wait the loiterers time | 5 |
| Who keeps so long away; | |
| So others wear the broom and climb | |
| The hedgerows heaped with may. | |
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| Oh tarnish late on Wenlock Edge, | |
| Gold that I never see; | 10 |
| Lie long, high snowdrifts in the hedge | |
| That will not shower on me. | |
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