(thing) by Garryn Tue Aug 07 2001 at 11:37:16
I to my perils

of cheat and charmer

Came clad in armour

By stars benign;

Hope lies to mortals

And most believe her,

But Man's deciever

Was never mine.

The thoughts of others

Were light and fleeting,

Of lovers' meeting

Or luck or fame;

Mine were of trouble

And mine were steady,

So I was ready

When trouble came.

A.E. Housman, 1925

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