“Is my team ploughing?” by A. E. HOUSMAN

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“Is my team ploughing,
   That I was used to drive
And hear the harness jingle
   When I was man alive?”
Ay, the horses trample,
   The harness jingles now;
No change though you lie under
   The land you used to plough.
“Is football playing
   Along the river shore,
With lads to chase the leather,
   Now I stand up no more?”
Ay the ball is flying,
   The lads play heart and soul;
The goal stands up, the keeper
   Stands up to keep the goal.
“Is my girl happy,
   That I thought hard to leave,
And has she tired of weeping
   As she lies down at eve?”
Ay, she lies down lightly,
   She lies not down to weep:
Your girl is well contented.
   Be still, my lad, and sleep.
“Is my friend hearty,
   Now I am thin and pine,
And has he found to sleep in
   A better bed than mine?”
Yes, lad, I lie easy,
   I lie as lads would choose;
I cheer a dead man’s sweetheart,
   Never ask me whose.”
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