102. Anglophon

Welcher Reichtum. Allein heute haben Geburtstag: A.E. Housman, Robert Frost, Tennessee Williams und Gregory Corso.

Hier ein Gedicht von Housman:

The Carpenter’s Son

„Here the hangman stops his cart:
Now the best of friends must part.
Fare you well, for ill fare I:
Live, lads, and I will die.

„Oh, at home had I but stayed
‚Prenticed to my father’s trade,
Had I stuck to plane and adze,
I had not been lost, my lads.

„Then I might have built perhaps
Gallows-trees for other chaps,
Never dangled on my own,
Had I left but ill alone.

„Now, you see, they hang me high,
And the people passing by
Stop to shake their fists and curse;
So ‚tis come from ill to worse.

„Here hang I, and right and left
Two poor fellows hang for theft:
All the same’s the luck we prove,
Though the midmost hangs for love.

„Comrades all, that stand and gaze,
Walk henceforth in other ways;
See my neck and save your own:
Comrades all, leave ill alone.

„Make some day a decent end,
Shrewder fellows than your friend.
Fare you well, for ill fare I:
Live lads, and I will die.“

Alfred Edward Housman

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