These, in the day when heaven was falling,
The hour when earth's foundations fled,
Followed their mercenary calling
And took their wages and are dead.
Their shoulders held the sky suspended;
They stood, and earth's foundations stay;
What God abandoned, these defended,
And saved the sum of things for pay.
That was exquisite. Are you quoting an author? Did you author this?
Brilliant!
When lads have done with labor
In Shropshire, one will cry,
“Let’s go and kill a neighbor,”
and t’other answers “Aye!”So this one kills his cousins,
and that one kills his dad;
and, as they hang by dozens
at Ludlow, lad by lad,each of them one-and-twenty,
all of them murderers,
the hangman mutters: “Plenty
even for Housman’s verse.”— Humbert Wolfe.