556. Be Still, My Soul, Be Still by AE Housman
b'AE Housman read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------\\n\\n Be Still, My Soul, Be Still\\nby AE Housman (1859 \\u2013 1936)\\n\\nBe still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle,\\nEarth and high heaven are fixt of old and founded strong.\\nThink rather, - call to thought, if now you grieve a little,\\nThe days when we had rest, O soul, for they were long.\\n\\nMen loved unkindness then, but lightless in the quarry\\nI slept and saw not; tears fell down, I did not mourn;\\nSweat ran and blood sprang out and I was never sorry:\\nThen it was well with me, in days ere I was born.\\n\\nNow, and I muse for why and never find the reason,\\nI pace the earth, and drink the air, and feel the sun.\\nBe still, be still, my soul; it is but for a season:\\nLet us endure an hour and see injustice done.\\n\\nAy, look: high heaven and earth ail from the prime foundation;\\nAll thoughts to rive the heart are here, and all are vain:\\nHorror and scorn and hate and fear and indignation-\\nOh why did I awake? when shall I sleep again?\\n\\nFirst aired: 29 July 2009\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2009'