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Percy Addleshaw

Percy Addleshaw (1866–1916) was an English poet, barrister and writer.

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  • He is the happy wanderer, who goes,
    Singing upon the way, with eyes awake
    To every scene, with ears alert to take
    The sweetness of all sounds; who loves and knows
    The secrets of the highway, and the rose
    Holds fairer for the wounds that briars make.
    • The Happy Wanderer (1895)
  • We shall lodge at the sign of the Grave, you say;
    Well, the road is a long one we trudge, my friend,
    So why should we grieve at the break of the day?
    Let us sing, let us drink, let us love, let us play,--
    We can keep our sights for the journey's end.
    • Travellers (1895)
  • It may be we shall know in the hereafter
    Why we, begetting hopes, give birth to fears,
    And why the world's too beautiful for laughter,
    Too gross for tears.
    • It May Be (1895)

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