Give Me a Land of Boughs in Leaf

Give Me a Land of Boughs in Leaf by A. E. Housman

 

Give me a land of boughs in leaf,

A land of trees that stand;

Where trees are fallen, there is grief;

I love no leafless land.

Alas, the country whence I fare,

It is where I would stay;

And where I would not, it is there

That I shall be for aye.

And one remembers and forgets,

But ’tis not found again,

Not though they hale in crimsoned nets

The sunset from the main.

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