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A. E. Housman

" When the journey's over/There'll be time enough to sleep. "

Sleep , Journey , Enough

" The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind. "

Happiness , Mind , Joy

" Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale. "

Sky , Beer

" Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young. "

Thinking , Men , Life

" And malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man. "

Food , Drinking , Book

" With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipped maiden And many a lightfoot lad. "

Heart

" Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed. "

World , Hands , Humorous

" Give me a land of boughs in leaf A land of trees that stand; Where trees are fallen there is grief; I love no leafless land. "

Land , Giving , Grief

" I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word. "

Asylums

" White in the moon the long road lies. "

Lying , Moon , White