When I came last to Ludlow
Amidst the moonlight pale,
Two friends kept step beside me,
Two honest friends and hale.

Now Dick lies long in the churchyard,
And Ned lies long in jail,
And I come home to Ludlow
Amidst the moonlight pale.

(C) A. E. Housman
01/01/2000


Best Poems of A. E. Housman

• The Recruit
• Bring, In This Timeless Grave To Throw
• March
• When I Was One-and-twenty
• Loitering With A Vacant Eye
• Bredon Hill
• Be Still, My Soul, Be Still; The Arms You Bear Are Brittle
• It Nods And Curtseys And Recovers
• Is My Team Ploughing
• When I Came Last To Ludlow
• Loveliest Of Trees, The Cherry Now
• Tis Time, I Think, By Wenlock Town
• If By Chance Your Eye Offend You
• On The Idle Hill Of Summer
• Westward On The High-hilled Plains
• Twice A Week The Winter Thorough
• The New Mistress
• If Truth In Hearts That Perish
• In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad
• Diffugere Nives (horace, Odes 4.7)
• You Smile Upon Your Friend To-day