Alfred Edward Housman

Alfred Edward Housman (March 26, 1859 - April 30, 1936) was an English poet and classical scholar, now best known for his cycle of poems A Shropshire Lad.

Poetry

During his years in London, A E Housman completed his cycle of 63 poems, A Shropshire Lad.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

After several publishers had turned it down, he published it at his own expense in 1896, much to the surprise of his colleagues and students.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

At first the book sold slowly, but Housman's nostalgic depiction of brave English soldiers struck a chord with English readers and his poems became a lasting success.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Later, World War I had a further increasing effect on their popularity.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Several composers, Arthur Somervell first, found inspiration in the seeming folksong-like simplicity of the poems.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The most famous musical settings are by George Butterworth and Ralph Vaughan Williams, with others by Ivor Gurney, John Ireland and Ernest John Moeran.

Related Topics:
George Butterworth - Ralph Vaughan Williams - Ivor Gurney - John Ireland - Ernest John Moeran

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Housman was surprised by the success of A Shropshire Lad because it, like all his poetry, is imbued with a deep pessimism and an obsession with all-pervasive death, with no place for the consolations of religion.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Set in a half-imaginative pastoral Shropshire, "the land of lost content" (in fact Housman wrote most of the poems before ever visiting the place), the poems explore themes of fleetingness of love and decay of youth in a spare, uncomplicated style which many critics of the time found out of date compared with the exuberance of some Romantic poets.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Housman himself acknowledged the influence of the songs of William Shakespeare, the Scottish Border Ballads and Heinrich Heine, but specifically denied any influence of Greek and Latin classics in his poetry.

Related Topics:
William Shakespeare - Heinrich Heine

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

In the early 1920s, when Moses Jackson was dying in Canada, Housman wanted to assemble his best unpublished poems together so that Jackson could read them before his death.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

These later poems, most of them written before 1910, show a greater variety of subject and form than those in A Shropshire Lad but also a certain lack of the kind of consistency found in the earlier poems.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

He published them as his Last Poems (1922) because he thought that his poetic inspiration was running out and that he would not publish any more poems in his lifetime.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

This proved true.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Housman's brother Laurence edited his posthumous poems which appeared in More Poems (1936) and Complete Poems (1939).

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

In these poems, Housman appears more candid about his homosexuality and atheism than in his lifetime, though the essay De Amicitia, published by Laurence Housman in 1967, is even more revealing.

Related Topics:
Homosexuality - Atheism

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Housman also wrote a parodic Fragment of a Greek Tragedy, in English, and humorous poems published posthumously under the title Unkind to Unicorns.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Housman's most familiar poem is surely "When I was one-and-twenty," number XIII from A Shropshire Lad.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations includes no fewer than fourteen of its sixteen lines:

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    When I was one-and-twenty

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        I heard a wise man say,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    "Give crowns and pounds and guineas

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        But not your heart away;

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Give pearls away and rubies

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        But keep your fancy free."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    But I was one-and-twenty,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        No use to talk to me.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    When I was one-and-twenty

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        I heard him say again,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    "The heart out of the bosom

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        Was never given in vain;

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    'Tis paid with sighs a plenty

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        And sold for endless rue."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And I am two-and-twenty

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

        And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

This poem is, in fact, a good example of the style and melancholy tone of the whole collection.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Many of its poems dwell on mortality: "With rue my heart is laden/For golden friends I had,/For many a rose-lipt maiden/And many a lightfoot lad."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Poem XVII, "Is my team ploughing?," is a dialogue between a dead youth and a friend who has survived him.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The dead youth asks "Is my girl happy/That I thought hard to leave/And is she tired of weeping/As she lies down to eve?" The living replies "Ay, she lies down lightly/She lies not down to weep/Your girl is well contented/Be still, my lad, and sleep."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

As the reader has begun to suspect, two stanzas later the living man acknowledges "I cheer a dead man's sweetheart/Never ask me whose."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Poem LXII, "Terence, this is stupid stuff," is a dialogue in which the poet, asked for "a tune to dance to" instead of his usual "moping melancholy" verse, offers (perhaps ironically) the respite of drunkenness as a way to inure oneself to the pain of existence -- "Malt does more than Milton can/To justify God's ways to man" -- and pessimism as a longer-lasting immunization:

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Therefore, since the world has still

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Much good, but much less good than ill,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And while the sun and moon endure

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Luck's a chance, but trouble's sure,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    I'd face it as a wise man would,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And train for ill and not for good.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The uniform style and tone of A Shropshire Lad make it an easy target for parody, as in this example by Humbert Wolfe:

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    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."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Another great poem by Housman, contrasting death with fleeting beauty and physical prowess, is the following:

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

To an Athlete Dying Young

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

By Alfred Edward Housman

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    The time you won your town the race

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    We chaired you through the market-place;

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Man and boy stood cheering by,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And home we brought you shoulder-high.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Today, the road all runners come,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Shoulder-high we bring you home,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And set you at your threshold down,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Townsman of a stiller town.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Smart lad, to slip betimes away

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    From fields where glory does not stay

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And early though the laurel grows

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    It withers quicker than the rose.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Eyes the shady night has shut

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Cannot see the record cut,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And silence sounds no worse than cheers

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    After earth has stopped the ears:

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Now you will not swell the rout

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Of lads that wore their honors out,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Runners whom renown outran

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And the name died before the man.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    So set, before its echoes fade,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    The fleet foot on the sill of shade,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And hold to the low lintel up

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    The still-defended challenge-cup.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And round the early-laureled head

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    And find unwithered on its curls

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

    The garland briefer than a girl?s

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~