With rue my heart is laden by A.E. Housman

I found this one in the North Anthology, too.

With rue my heart is laden
By A.E. Housman

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

By brooks too broad for leaping
   The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
   In fields where roses fade.

Current Tea: winter dreams (black tea with chocolate flavoring and peppermint leaves)

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