| A. E. Housman... |
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Because I liked you better Than suits a man to say, It irked you, and I promised To throw the thought away. |
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To put the world between us We parted, stiff and dry; 'Good-bye', said you, 'forget me.' 'I will, no fear', said I. |
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If here, where clover whitens The dead man's knoll, you pass, And no tall flower to meet you Starts in the trefoiled grass, |
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Halt by the headstone naming The heart no longer stirred, And say the lad that loved you Was one that kept his word. |
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