Good creatures, do you love your lives
And have you ears for sense?
Here is a knife like other knives,
That cost me eighteen pence.
I need but stick it in my heart
And down will come the sky,
And earth's foundations will depart
And all you folk will die.
Xxvi: Good Creatures Do You Love Your Lives
Alfred Edward Housman
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Poem topics: I love you, heart, sky, earth, good, sense, knife, depart, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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